Tuesday, August 11, 2015
So, now I've got anemia.
At least that's what the latest bloodwork says, according to my new internal med doc in a call late yesterday. Sheesh. I do know this -- I came home yesterday morning after dropping Rosey off and rather than get anything done on the long list of stuff I'm behind on I was so tired I had to crash on the couch (with the movie Bataan running on the television: all Thompsons, Vickers guns and hand grenades, and the deaths of many perfidious Japs, normally some of my favorite things) and went lights out and didn't wake until 2:00 PM. And this was after I got a reasonably full night's sleep. Something's going on beyond what I already had. Keep me in your prayers.