The 7 train I’m on board just ran express from Queensboro Plaza to Junction Boulevard. This is the fastest I have ever made it to Flushing.
ThE VoIcEs have been super spicy these last 24 hours. Again with the sinful temptations, shame & fear. In my head, I chant the creatures’ words from Revelation 4:8. That keeps ‘em at bay.
The infectious disease doctor wrote me this note excusing me from various appointments (especially those scheduled within the Democratic People’s Republic of Nassau County) …I still go to church every morning, because a 2½ year ear infection is unheard of. I’m glad to finally be on intravenous Vancomycin & Cefepime, and I have no misgivings about who to thank for healing my plague ear.
Also, I’m not supposed to go swimming while I have a PICC line in my arm. Once it comes out in July, I plan to take a tour of my favorite Connecticut swimmin’ holes: the Hyatt Regency Greenwich and Gulf Beach, in Milford.