Sweet Dreams Are (Not) Made Of This

No real updates, I called to ask the nurse if a week of 35 cc is close enough to remove effing drains. No such luck.

Last night I had one of my first dreams that I can remember vividly in a long time.

I was bald and kept trying to tie scarves on my head and couldn’t figure out how to do it right. Ended up in tears.

Gee, wonder what THAT was about? 🙂

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