Negative.
My biopsy came back negative. Yay!! I should be way more thrilled than I feel... maybe because I'm still having issues that make me think they missed something. But I guess short of having a full body scan of some sort, I'm going to have to chaulk up the issues I have to the divaticulousis... Which I asked about, given my grandmother's years of struggle popping peas to remove the outside case and avoid having a flair up... Which apparantly is now all by the wayside as far as advice goes. Instead of watching out for seeds and things that could get caught in the pockets and then get infected, they want you to eat lots of fiber... the more the better. Well, that's good at least. It's nuts and berries for me! And fiber gummies and whatever else I can ingest to avoid issues. Coffee used to be enough for me.. but no more. Well, enough of my health issues.. wait no, one more thing..
I got my physical for the backhoe licence. I tried to get it at my Doctors, but she doesnt do them. Thankfully I talked to a contractor who told me a close by place, bascially a minute clinic. $120.00 later.. and basically I have to wonder what the state gets back as a kickback on this.
Ryther is watching Moonbeam City, a cartoon based in the 80's starring Rob Lowe... and done in the style of Nagle, who I loved in the 80's. lol. I have no idea what the cartoon is about.. but it's kind of funny. Mostly in a making fun of the 80's kind of way.
Hoping to see the Martian this weekend. Looks enjoyable. I've heard it's a bit long, but hey, that's okay.
We have hurricane Joc.. no, not even going to try to spell that one. Anyway, hoping that stays out to sea. I've already had a huge branch on a maple tree let go yesterday and take out a stone.. not even near hurricane winds yet. Just a lot of much needed but coming all at once rain.
My brother is getting 3 teeth pulled. He has no insurance for that, so he's going to have to pay out of pocket. I'd feel bad for him if he didn't spend his money on car parts and dogs... Cripes.. That and eating out rather than cooking... and throwing out perfectly good food because it's 'past its expiration date'. Like english muffins... I find more totally good food in his trash... Drives me NUTS. (and if you're asking why I'm in his trash, its because I take my recycling to his house and the cemetery trash on occasions... I'm not just poking in his trash for fun).
That's all for now.