I'm tired anyway.

Had a dr. appt. this morning re: my leaking head (skull-type--not the room with the flushing device).

They run a pretty efficient office, so there was very little wait.

The PA was not happy at the total lack of healing progress (neither am I) and had the dr. take a look. I repeated what had been done test-wise at the Urgent Care. They called over there for more info and another test of the goop was ordered.

I cannot help but remember the bite by a dying cat that ended me up with about six weeks of IV antibiotics. I was teaching at the time at a school where probably half the freshmen are pre-med, so many of them were interested in the implanted whatever that made the process much easier.

Anyway--that was this morning. This afternoon was a this and that day, and then I "dined" at Arby's and stopped at Walgreen's for a bunch of stuff (such as staples) on the way home.

I stayed up rather late last night watching the Saints pull a win over the 49ers out at the last minute. Unfortunately, one of our star players ended up with a broken tibia. I don't think he'll be playing for a while. That has to be frustrating for a player--as well as for the coach and the team.

I need to check the schedule to see when the next home game is.

My body is beginning to suggest that I make it to bed earlier tonight than last night. My mind agrees completely.