Ow! Ow! Ow! That is how I would describe my day from the moment I woke up till now. My back is killing me and my legs and knees. Man, I didn’t think I was supposed to experience this at my age! Reluctantly took off-the-counter stuff though I know it means an unhappy stomach because I have Barrett’s. Well, sure enough… Mr. Unhappy Tummy came along around 1pm.
Well, my sister came back from Houston late, late last night and we still don’t know a whole lot about her condition. She is in the lucky 5% of people with this condition who have a weird case of it. Oh boy.
I’ve been asked to speak to a group of students about PDAs. Too cool.
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