Finally, my tomatoes, after much labor, have finally ripened. Mostly. This one didn't taste so great, not quite done, but I figured I should eat some before they are all stolen by whatever denizen of hell ate the others!
The sickness has mostly passed. There was some relapsing this morning, but I went running and had a fantabulous work-out with no problems. A word on doctors though: screw them. I went at 9 am to the only walk-in clinic Hays offers only to learn that they didn't take walk-ins until 5 pm. 5 pm came and I went only to learn that without insurance a mere throat check would be 100 US Dollars. I handed the paperwork back to the girl, apologized for the inconvenience, and walked out.
I would rather give $10 to Jerome to have him tell me I'm super-fine dandy with only a bit of phlegm clogging my esophagus!
Luv,
Clay
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the closeup of the mouth- strange
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