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I had gone to bed early in the afternoon and I did sleep really soundly until about 22:00, when Karen came to bed. But from that point on, I was awake once an hour, and when sleeping I had these weird feverish dreams... I remember having the same dreams when I was eight and had an earache....

Nevertheless, I stayed in bed until about 10:00 this morning... it was rainy and gloomy, so the light didn't awaken me.

Karen had her chemo today, her blood was OK, that's a good thing. Don't want anything upsetting the old apple-cart here.

Last night after I went to bed, Karen and the two grandsons went over to Mom's and got the bed and brought it over... and now that's all done with. I was going to drop off the keys, but it seems that the truck keys got lost some way or another last night....

And found tonight. It seems like every time someone drives the truck, they lose the keys. And it's always me that's inconvenienced, although I sometimes get an apology.

Damn, I hope that I feel better tomorrow, this is getting tiresome. Let's see, it started on Thursday, that's five days ago, dammit.

Something to take your mind offa my troubles, heh. Don Imus. He's got more problems that I do, at least right now. He's gotta sit down with ten very angry young women and explain that he didn't REALLYmean that they were nappy-headed Hos... good luck with that, Don, I wish you the best with that. He;s better have along some personal protection... like a tin-foil hat, at least.

I found out something good yesterday at the bank... all you have to do is produce a death certificate and you can retrieve any CDs without paying a penalty. This is really good news, 'cause it means that I can get this over and done with much earlier that I had thought. In fact, if I would had known this earlier, I might have been able to figger the 2007 part of Mom's taxes early... and I still might be able to do that.

At least I can pay my taxes now... damn their eyes.

And I'm going to bed here shortly, gotta get up at 05:30 in the AM to evaluate whether or not I'm fit enough to go to work. I really cannot afford to miss many more days... but I can't go to work sick either, and spread my disease to my co-workers and the chemo patients that I work with on a daily basis....

O'well, one thing at a time... first, sleep.