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"God does not require that we be successful, only that we be faithful." - Mother Teresa

I had to reset my alarm for 6 a.m. to take my thyroid medication. I have to go an hour prior to eating or drinking anything else. So this is why the 6 a.m. wake up call. Plus, I found taking the thyroid med off set taking the rest of my pills. In short it wasn't worth changing the time.

An hour later, exactly, Bailey came to wake me up. This was fine since I had to do lab work this morning. Yes, I did fast last night beginning at 8 p.m. It always amazes me that Bailey knows what time I ought to be up.

I took off for the lab and luckily I hadn't gotten too far when I realized I did not have my paperwork with me. Turn around and try this again.

For now, the ground is wet but no rain. I can actually feel humidity.

I'm glad I went early to the lab as I didn't have long to wait. I was seen by the phlebotomist I like the best only today her needle piercing ability wasn't up to par. I wrinkled my nose on this one but she is quick and the needle was soon out.

Next up, a urine sample needs to be done. Not a hard thing to do except this morning I have nothing to give. Of course, it could be the sound of the bathroom fan. It sounds like a Boeing 737 getting ready for take off. I even turned on the faucet but it didn't work. A couple of drops were all I could manage. I told the tech and she set me up with a sample jar to bring home with me.

Well, if nothing else, I got in a short walk this morning while the weather debated on what it was going to do.

At home, I drank water and a cup of tea, an hour later, and still no feelings of needing to use the facilities. What is up with this? I have the smallest bladder in the world and have to go every time I think about it. Now when I need to, the bladder does not want to cooperate. Life in paradise I guess. Fortunately about an hour before the lab closed for the day, I was able to deliver a sample.

By now, the rain is coming down hard. The rain gauge shows a little over an inch has fallen since last night. I had planned on doing errands but I think I shall wait.

mz. em

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