Wednesday, March 8, 2023
This morning the tall man is taking me to the urology clinic for 11th BCG treatment. The dark morning started with pounding rain and cold. Maybe the sun will come out later. I know the drill and I am ready. I have given up being argumentative with this procedure.
A friend brings chocolate donuts yesterday afternoon. Now I am longing for good tangerines.
Sirens are going off in the distance. More rain. A big storm is brewing.
Many of the local dead looking oak trees have all together started sprouting light green leaves. They were attacked months ago by the oak worms. I am so glad they are surviving.
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