BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE

Kelly's blood test results came in this morning and as she suspected, there is a problem.  She is anemic.  I can't give you all the medical jargon but her red and white blood cells are low again and the last couple of times this happened she ended up in Emergency undergoing blood transfusions.   At this stage of her advanced liver condition and due to an anti-body problem, a blood transfusion is not a good thing in the long run at this point concerning a liver transplant.  On Tuesday we go to London's University Hospital where Kelly has a meeting with a Liver study group coordinator about a study program she has volunteered for.  A stress test will be administered at this time and in her present weakened condition she is worried about having enough strength to pass it.  Unsure of what to do now,  Kelly phoned University Hospital to talk with her liver transplant liaison lady today.  The lady, Amy said that while Kelly is at the hospital this coming Tuesday they will do a blood test to verify the Dynacare Lab findings and then go from there.  She said Kelly may have to undergo an endoscopy to see if she has a bleed in her esophagus again.  Kelly is still feeling very weak today.  The liaison lady said if she feels any worse we are to head straightaway for Emergency.   Right now, Kelly is caught between the proverbial rock and a hard place.

It was a solid gray uninspiring sky from horizon to horizon this morning with a faint touch of drizzle at times.  Pheebs and I wandered around a few country roads and came home.  Noticing I had a few extra energy units left to spare I figured it would be a good time to either clean up the Subaru or wash some windows.  Cleaning Subie won out so I spent an hour or so vacuuming, cleaning inside glass, washing floor mats, etc. and spiffing up the interior with Armorall.  Sunshine began breaking through the cloud cover and by 1 p.m. the temps ramped up as did the humidity.  That was the end of any more cleaning for me and I retreated into the house.  I'll try to get the outside of the car washed Sunday morning before the humidity builds up again.  Who knows when I will get our house windows washed.  I'm thinking maybe 2026 might be a good year for doing that.......   

Al's Music Box:(( Sunset Grill is a song by American rock musician Don Henley from his second solo studio album Building the Perfect Beast (1984). Patty Smyth sings harmony vocals on this song, while Pino Palladino plays fretless bass. Randy Newman arranged the synthesizer programming for the song.  The title and lyrics of the song reference the Sunset Grill, a hamburger restaurant on Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles California. Cashbox said that "this melancholy and dynamic track is orchestrated beautifully and Henley's vocals are right on."

GROANER'S CORNER:(( An adventurer travels through the jungle and is suddenly confronted by an unusual sight: fallen trees and trampled vegetation as if something gigantic has forced its way through. He decides to investigate.  After walking for a few minutes, he sees a dead elephant lying on its side and a pygmy jumping up and down with excitement on top of the fallen elephant. The adventurer inquires as to what is going on.  "The elephant, sir," explains the pygmy. "The elephant has gone mad. 'Tis terrible. Elephants are wise and friendly, but when an elephant goes mad, it destroys everything in its path. It cannot be reasoned with, no sir, and it cannot be helped in any way. Unfortunately, when it happens, the elephant has to be put down."  The adventurer inquires, "But how did you kill such a gigantic animal?"  "I killed it with a club," helpfully explains the pygmy.  "It must have been a big club," observes the adventurer.  "Yes, sir, a very big club indeed," says the pygmy. "We have over 300 members!"

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- I can’t believe I forgot to go to the gym today...
That’s 7 years in a row now...

- What's white and if it fell out of a tree would kill you?  A fridge.

I was in a couple’s home trying to fix their Internet connection. The husband called out to his wife in the other room for the computer password. “Start with a capital S, then 123,” she shouted back.  We tried S123 several times, but it didn’t work. So we called the wife in. As she input the password, she muttered, “I really don’t know what’s so difficult about typing Start123.
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