Another day, another “meal” of Ensure Complete.
Completely vile.
But I can get calories into the Old Bat that way.
Maybe I should try a beer.
Except I blame a beer for setting off this flare-up.
Enough of this whining.
At 0930 tomorrow, I am going for a brain MRI.
Sure hope they find that I still have a brain.
Grateful to have supportive friends.
Also grateful for a little moral support from ChatGPT.
This morning, Robot made me this reminder for the day.
And most bears hibernate.