Got our first Kroger delivery and it was pretty good. Not sure if we’re going to stick with them or not. They are more expensive, but we may have no choice because we just can’t get Walmart to do the job properly. Their site seemed simple enough to navigate. The only thing I don’t like is that you have to keep loading more results. I kind of like the nutritional score that most of their items have. I don’t take it too seriously, but it’s cool to see.

When I informed Andy that I would be getting my gallbladder removed, I thought about how he would tell Judy. Sure enough, he said she said something about one of my parents getting theirs removed (which I’d forgotten about until I read back on an old journal entry from decades ago), and that right there told me that, yes, he’s still filling her in on what’s going on with me which means others are being filled in as well. I don’t know why, but this bugs me. It isn’t that he’s sharing top-secret information that I want to be kept between us. Believe me, if it was that private, I wouldn’t share it with him. It’s just that it’s no one’s business. Why does anyone I’m not friends with need to know what’s going on with me unless I tell them directly or share it in a public journal entry? Why would she care, not that she has ill feelings toward me? I’m flattered he feels I’m that interesting to discuss. But what about what’s going on with him and in his life? Is his own life that boring?

I got a text with a link for my dental cleaning but the link takes me to a blank page. I jumped on their website and was pleased to find that you can schedule online. Hopefully, it works when it comes time to start scheduling the rest of my appointments. I need to get new glasses first. Things are getting pretty blurry.

Jessie’s upset because her doctor wants her to remain on 88s. She said she’s gained 4-5 lbs. What’s weird is that she won’t give me her numbers. I keep asking and she says she’ll have to look on the computer. I know her memory isn’t great, but is it really that bad, and is it really that hard for her to check? I was just curious but whatever. She needs to go by how she feels and not what the numbers say, just like I do.

I’m starting to wonder if my dose increase is what’s been causing my insomnia lately. I don’t have any other symptoms, but I’m staying up for around 19 hours and not sleeping as long. Jessie says she doesn’t sleep as long on higher doses. Tom thinks it's because I haven't been as active due to the surgery. The only time I slept more was in the first 3-4 days after surgery. If the upper belly bloating doesn’t go down, I’m going to be getting a little concerned because the AI bot said it could be gas or fluid buildup. My bandages are getting closer to falling off. They’re slowly peeling off. Some of them are barely hanging on.

Last night I was mostly in a blah mood, but we think it was because it was nighttime and I spent the bulk of it alone. We had fun playing the new golf course and gathering lost balls. It’s an Egyptian-themed course called Temple at Zerzura. I beat him by one point, even though it was my first time playing and his second time.

I was able to hit the road for 20 minutes yesterday. Reaching the Belgian border is definitely going to be delayed due to the surgery. I’m 19% through the trip now. Robert announced that the next challenge will involve flowers which is fine with me since I love them.

I asked Irma’s opinion on Ray’s talk about widening his driveway and if she thought it was for visitors or if someone could be moving in, and she thinks it’s for visitors. I hope so because, fortunately, he doesn’t have them that often. It would be even better if he decided it was too much money and not worth it. She did say he was considering moving here permanently and would be returning with a lot of stuff from Michigan. Not a bunch of noisy power tools, I hope!

He may have started using his lanai because I saw one of the windows open.

I’ve been missing many of the Jewish foods I grew up on. I looked up some of the recipes but they’re not that easy to make. Gribenes, Kishka, Kugel, Matzo ball soup, lox, potato latkes, and more. I got some Matzo flatbread to snack on.

I don’t remember my dreams the last time around but before that, I had a dream I was hanging out with Andy. We both had Fitbits, even though he’s never had an interest in having one. There were some vital numbers we were checking out that might have been related to blood pressure, and he looked at his and was pleased by what he saw. I read mine off and he said, “Damn!” knowing they weren’t good. Then I started whimpering as if I was afraid I didn’t have much longer to go.

In real life, I’m still guessing it’s very unlikely my mildly prominent main pulmonary artery means anything. And I definitely don’t feel like I have one foot in the grave either.