Nice day overall.
Went to see my doctor. Walked over five miles getting there and back.
So I must be OK.
Had lunch out.
Strolled through the Dog Park.
Discovered a new bus route.
Also had the doctor sign my POLST.
Which, in plain language, says: I have had a good life. Let’s not complicate the final act with feeding tubes or CPR.
Practical paperwork.
And then, spring.
