I feel relatively good. A little tired, a little sore but clear headed and awake. I have an appetite and, um, normal digestion. For a few days I can’t lift anything more that 10 pounds because of the mediport stitches. And it hurts to turn my head too far because it seems to pull on the imbedded tube. The doctor was right about the Prednisone. I feel somewhat energetic but very cautious about what chores to tackle and what can wait.
We have a tree branch that has been rubbing on the side of the house giving that perfect haunted house scratch-screech when the wind blows at 3:00 AM. I instructed my wife Cheryl how to operate the Sawzall with tree blade and she tackled it.
We’ll be returning to the Cancer Center today to replace the vase of flowers I dropped off last week. Flowers make people smile.
Lumpy Bob 
Hang in there Bob. Prayers headed to you.
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