Weird work day... really dead for a Monday. I'm on call tonight, though, and there's nobody there that can do CTs after midnight. This might be bad.
I went to see the chiropractor again, learned a little more, this is obviously a cumulative process, I hope. And then three hours of preliminary diabetes "CORE" class tonight. Very interesting, and Karen went with me. Again, a whole lot of stuff to learn. In fact, I'm pretty overwhelmed by all of this. So, I'll just struggle on, re-learning stuff as I go if I have to do it that way. And I'm thinking that I need to get all of the sleep that I can for a while, t'hell with all of that too much sleep crap that I was spouting a coupla weeks ago. And I need to start going to the Y, even if Karen doesn't. Exercise is key to controlling diabetes, and a lot of other things that I'm fighting right now. And I'm ready to start feeling better. Just cutting out the candy has helped a lot, I think. Damn. I just read the label on the bag of licorice that I've been eating. Hmph. That's the last of that, then. I like all of these dammed things that are bad for me. No, not just *bad* for me, but things that will *kill* me. As someone famous once said, "When you die, you lose an important part of your life." Or something equally silly. Drinking. Smoking. Chocolate. Licorice. Candy in general. Damn, damn and damn damn damn! Yes, life is wonderful, it really is. No, in spite of the rest of the entry, I'm not being sarcastic, life is wonderful. In the Mail:
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