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Day 117: Macresarf1's Year of the Apocalypse 2012 -- A Good Report from the Doc.

A breezy, sunny Spring day.

   Son Jason came over just as I was leaving to keep my appointment with Dr. Bugatto.  Son Guy guided him to some important information he wanted.

   Money is tight, but the  dregs of my credit cards got me to Kaiser Medical Building and into to see the Doc.   Nurse Isabella was as usual charming and efficient.  Dr. Bugatto was genial, and he had good news:  The Echogram of my heart was little different than a similar reading a number of years ago.  My leg was in in fair shape, and he expressed encouragement.  He prescribed a new nasal spray for my sinus pollops, telling me that if the new drops did not do the trick, he would authorize surgery.

  My frugality came to little, however,  when I discovered that I was already overdrawn on my main debit card.  I drew a sum of money to tide us over until next week.

  Home just after five to find that Jason had just left after a pleasant afternoon with his brother.

   He returned in the evening to spend some time with me.

   Guy's ribs are a little better.

   Macresarf1 would write no more this day.