I got up this morning around 6:35 AM. When I got up I made a pot of coffee and then messed with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary. As I was writing Beth and Louisa got up and then Carol got up.
We all went out for breakfast this morning. After breakfast we drove over to Dutton Park so Lou could ran around. So has gone by Time.
This afternoon around 2 o'clock PM I will go to the library to help pack of the used books that did not sale. At 7:10 PM tonight I got an MIR Magnetic Resonance Imaging ordeal done to me.
I should make clear to my wife my last wishes.
I have been reading today when not in a state of dread from these two books, "Life Sentences: Literary Judgments And Accounts" essays by William H. Gass and "Unpacking The Boxes: A Memoir of a Life in Poetry" by Donald Hall.
There is not much else to report. All I can do is wait to discover my end.