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I finally scooted by Dad's place yesterday to check on his progress. He's doing well after the final chemo treatment, eschewing the normal vagaries of how the chemical blend affects the human body. (Don't worry about those words. Even I didn't understand what I wrote).
I woke up this morning with an idea for a future CoV, but I did not write it down. You guessed it. The idea is gone now. Too bad. I thought it had great potential. Maybe I can fall asleep here in a little while and find it again.
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Dad's chewing on blended veggies?!?
Oh, and Happy Anniversary!
Actually I told him I was sneezing (a-choo) near the vagrants at the chemical plant. Guess I was a little stopped up at the time.
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