Ten minutes to write. Less time to read.

This was to have been my last day in radiation, but I missed two sessions: one because of weather and the other because Liam broke. I had no control over either situation, but it meant I needed to make up those days.

 Which means that this last day is really 72 hours long.

 I’ll go to Book Club tomorrow and to a funeral the next day before bidding farewell to Liam.

Then my “staycation.” All of which is to say that the normal events of life go on in spite of health issues. That’s a good thing.