Snow arrived here Saturday night and stuck around for most of Sunday. We ended with a couple of inches, not that I would know, as I didn't shovel any of it. My failing kidneys mean I get to watch the snow fall, but I would be exhausted if I tried to shovel it.
Our son hired someone to clear our walkways so his doddering old man doesn't end up face-first in a snowbank (causing the plow drivers clearing the streets to plow around me; they hate that).
Today's a day of hanging around waiting for the phone to ring and someone to tell me what time I need to show up for a laparoscopic procedure at some point tomorrow to facilitate peritoneal dialysis, which has moved from a hypothetical discussion to an in-my-face reality.
Yep, this year is winding down in a hurry, and I'm dancing as fast as I can.
When's the music start?
-bill kenny
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