My doctor visit went very well today. I am not getting chemo again until after my surgery. I was talking with the doc and said I had not had a brew for about a month after I got back from Denmark and she asked if I was having withdrawals! *groan* Nooooo, I am not. I drink a ton of beer over there and it averages out to about 1 or 2 bottles per week over a year. I did find out she likes to go to the same Barley's I do, so now I will have to be on the lookout to duck and hide whenever I go there if I spot her!
I told Eli when he was taking my vitals that the last storm knocked a huge branch down from a hedge tree in the back pasture, so I will have to take the chainsaw to it and I asked him not to tell Doc Baranda, but he ratted me out anyway. She fussed at me again. I assured her that if I got cut with the chainsaw, blood thinners or not, it would be carnage. I told her I wear gloves and a helmet with a visor, so I would be fine, but she is worried anyway. City folk just don't understand!
