Friday Better But Not Good

I rose on Friday feeling better. But soon the pain and discomfort return, but not as badly as the day before. Progress. This meant I would go slowly and do little on Friday. Boo.

I had a banana for breakfast and no coffee (coffee, alcohol, soda, and the like are not recommended for people with tummy issues). Just sipping water with my fruit. I read the news and tried not to focus on President Chaos-Battleship trying to steal more headlines (anything not to be called before Congress to answer questions under oath on Epstein) and some disgusting videos released by the White House, AI generates having our hero of hockey swearing in Canada. The US Team had to disown that. More headline stealing and baiting the press. It seems that Trump will do anything to keep the focus off the economy, ICE, tariffs, and Epstein.

I wrote the blog while I updated Quicken and saw that everything is still caught up in the chaos that is Wall Street right now. I did read about the fantasy story about the future of AI that was impacting the markets (here for those interested and recommended), and even read some of it. Irony is deep when fiction seems more real than the statements of the US Government and Corporations. It reminds me of a SciFi book from the 2000s, The Unincorporated Man.

I finished the blog, showered, enjoyed the ritual of applying skin rash lotions, then dressed. I boarded Air VW the Gray and headed again to the lab. Yes, the remaining missed blood work. I brought my book, Captain Hornblower. Again, I found the N-word in the text, this time used by my hero. I was disappointed.

My flabotlismist asked me about the book, and we talked about old times. He was about my age and had traveled and read. He knew the book. He told me, “The world has not been the same since Nero.” He then explained that he was a vampire and that this work was perfect for him. He sported no fangs, but I did find him charming as he bled me into four tubes. Asked him if he got the “left overs,” and he just smiled knowingly. He claimed to be over 400 years old. I smiled and played along. My most unique blood work. I might have to write a SciFi horror story with a vampire working in medicine.

I stopped at Panera Bread and had a cup of chicken soup and 1/2 a chicken salad sandwich. My tummy took that well, but it was still slightly uncomfortable, but better than yesterday. I read more, and soon my mind was with Hornblower as he launched four attacks on the French, or as he calls them, the Corsican’s forces. I got a cookie to go. One of the staff members asked me about the book, and I told him it was a story set in Spain in about 1805. He had lived in Spain, and he told me he had been to the Nautical Museum there, which he said was excellent. Hmmm.

I returned home, napped for an hour, read, and watched more of Season 1 of Star Trek: Brave New Worlds, and was sorry to see that, as Season 1 ended, some of my favorite characters fell or left to take on other challenges (I cried once). I thought the last episodes were better. I would now recommend the show.

Dinner was toast with some jam. I did not want the bloating and pain to keep me up. I switched to a cookbook as a break from Hornblower. I will likely return to Hornblower soon.

I also had stripped the bed, washed the sheets, got the towels almost done. I got the dishes in order, but left the coffee unassembled, as I am not ready to drink more than a cup at most.

With the lack of comfort from eating, I have lost another five pounds, 225 pounds is the lowest I have been (now that I corrected the scale). Not a great way to lose weight, but I will take it.

I soon could sleep without too much discomfort. Dreams, now all forgotten, were about travel and trying to make something work, but the details are lost to me. I had a waking dream, and thought it would be an interesting story for the blog, but it is gone from my mind.

Thanks for reading!