I copied the above dates/events from my desktop calendar. It doesn’t cover all the major or important events in my life, but it covers a lot of them.

Yesterday I got up at 5 PM and was able to take a Benadryl and get myself to sleep from 3:30 AM-9:30 AM so I could be up when Tom returned from the PO which was supposed to be with my incense. Sure enough, though, it wasn’t there. Tom says he’s 99% sure it’ll come tomorrow. I don’t know if I’ll be up when he gets home with it and I don’t care anymore either. I get it when I get it. Just so long as I do get it and it wasn’t misdelivered! As tired as I was when I got up, I managed to clean and work out before falling asleep from 1 PM-6 PM.

Ever since I quit the inhalers, I’ve had this mysterious circular rash on my forearm. I keep putting hydrocortisone on it, but it doesn’t seem to want to go away. If this is going to be my only form of compensation, though, for getting off the inhalers, it sure beats the problem I traded in my cigarettes for!

Within the next week, I should know if I can get below 127. Those who think it’s mostly diet and exercise say I can and those who say it’s age and genetics say I can’t and that I’m just wasting my time.

The big leaf plant has a new shoot coming up on each of its two sections, so that’s cool.

Tom’s getting ready to sell coins and baseball cards on eBay and says there’ll be no problem getting them sold.

Another thing that seems to be magically cured is my ability to tolerate roughage without getting tons of gas. I had a huge salad the other day with just a touch of light mayo so I could snack without lots of calories and never once did I get all gassed out. Thinking it might be just an odd coincidence, I had another one and was still okay afterward.