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I don't seem to be interested in things, I hurt, I'm nauseated (the doctor ordered nausea med and it showed up on the computer now so I can't go) and who wants no-thinkers anyhow. I typed that a couple hours ago and then the last bit didn't make sense so I took a nap and came back to clean it up.
I had a craving for wonton soup last night and had that delivered. I had about half of it and will have the rest soon. The fortune cookie says: Get your mind set--confidence will lead you on. I hope so.
I have a Peapod delivery coming in the morning -- mostly frozen microwavable stuff -- and then Monday I see the primary doctor followed by the pysch.