I Ain't Happy II

Hey guys Good morning:

You thought I was done whining yesterday? Why I’ve just started. Yesterday was my warm up; now I’m into full-blown rage. I want the opportunity to get hooked on prescription painkillers if this stomach thing doesn’t get sorted out soon. It is moving from minor annoyance to major league pain in the ass.

Tomorrow I’m bringing out my secret weapon – my bride of 28 years – Mrs. Potter. She may seem demure and kind, but she can be a meany if her hubby (that’s me) is hurting. I wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of her sarcasm once you get her rolling. You get them homey! “Cry havoc and let slip the Kate of war” (if I may bastardize a little Henry V).

Okay so aside from getting the official results tomorrow of the CT scan, which is going to be fine, I need some results or at least a path forward for this platelet thing and stomach muscle pain thing.

Well. I guess that’s it. I’m going back to bed after I kick a dog.

Peace (through preplanned confrontations)

Bill