Perhaps we were suffering a sleep-deficit. Woke up at 7:30 this morning, having gotten 9 hours of sleep. Felt good about that. Nothing on the agenda for today. Let the dogs out. Got them up on the bed and when they settled down we all fell back to sleep……….for another 4 hours! The first person we saw outside today we had to say Good *Afternoon* to. Meanwhile, Grandson Alex had his 2nd gymnastics meet. This time he got blue ribbons in every event and placed second overall in his age group. He wants to go to the Olympics.
Drone
We have a drone on the ground in Iran? We have drones that are so sophisticated they’re a generation ahead of everybody else? They’re so advanced that we can’t afford for them to fall into the wrong hands or we’ll lose our technology edge? The mission of these drones is to fly over the people whose hands we don’t want them to fall into, and there is not a button we can push to blow one up if things go wrong? There is not a failsafe to protect the technology if we lose control, like making it so the drone will blow up or melt down if we *don’t* push a button? They thought of that on Mission Impossible 40 years ago!
Skin graft update
They cut a roughly round hole of skin out of my nose to remove the skin cancer; the basal cell carcinoma. Then, for the skin graft, they cut a slice of skin from just in front of my ear, cut a roughly round plug of skin out of that, and used it to fill the hole they made in my nose. As the hole in my nose healed, the skin graft didn’t “take”. The new skin didn’t connect with the old skin and become part of my face. What the skin graft did do, is function as a scaffold, holding everything in place while new skin grew up from underneath.
I skipped sending the gruesome intermediate photos and descriptions, but overall, it did seem like a big deal. There is still some healing going on inside, but the external result: some scars and stitch marks, but a face essentially still intact.
Same process for Judy. Same result.
I skipped sending the gruesome intermediate photos and descriptions, but overall, it did seem like a big deal. There is still some healing going on inside, but the external result: some scars and stitch marks, but a face essentially still intact.
Same process for Judy. Same result. Four
For the price of one.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.Gorillas
I like zoos but I don’t like the gorilla exhibits. When I’m at the zoo, I have to go see the gorillas, but they always give me the creeps. It’s the eyes. The eyes speak to me. They say “Why am I in here and you’re out there?” I can’t look at those eyes and think they’re any different from mine.
