Not much going on at the moment. Yesterday evening, the paramedics showed up at Bob and Virginia’s, but they didn’t take either of them away, so I hope they’re okay.

We went to Rite Aid this morning and it was nice to go out someplace that didn’t include doctors or dentists.

The endodontist’s office called to see how I was, and I called back and let them know I’m still pain-free.

After we got back, we went for a bike ride. It was breezy but nice. I saw the outline of Bob sitting in his chair in his living room watching TV as we were coming up the street. It’s been a long time and I’m really curious, so one of these days soon I may go over there with my mask on and see what’s up.

On the 23rd, Sam’s is going to have their early hours again, so we’ll probably pick up some things from there that we haven’t gotten in a while.

It was finally time for my ENT to star in my dreams. She was in three or four of them, but I barely remember them and they didn’t really make much sense. Tom was talking to her about my past ear surgeries on the phone and calling her Lara. Then when I asked who the hell that was, he said it was Elle and I knew he was talking about my ENT. I guess she liked to change names regularly.