Luke and I were waiting for MD results. As I'm ready to leave the office , I hear Dr K's wife answering a patient phone call. Dr Mike's mom died suddenly. No wonder he looked sad. I went to Starbucks to get him a gift. It isn't much, but it will let him know that Luke and I care. (He loves Starbucks) And we are waiting for these results.
We get home to a message on the machine. Luke's first test (MD had said 50/50 to be all right) was fine. Thank you , Thank you Prem for being our spiritual father and dear friend, thank you Holy Mothers for protecting us.
Luke isn't feeling well. We're supposed to go to B town tomorrow but he's blowing his nose and his eyes are red. Is it a cold or an allergy. If he's got a cold, he shouldn't go anywhere. He's got to keep up his strength for Wed which is his early a.m. surgery. Hopefully we are burning off oodles of karma. Hopefully we'll both learn "easy lessons."
We work on our taxes. I shred a giant amount of papers. It feels good to be getting rid of papers that were lying around gathering dust for years. Like old ideas. Shred them. Get rid of them. Not so easy with ideas that have been running a being for so many life times (or years if you like that better.)
I go shopping for Rain. Interesting. She was willing to sacrifice to come to Indy and be with Luke and me on surgery day.

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