It is nice to hear the doctor tell you that, although you had worries about your health, "you're doing fine."  I had the same thing said to me by Rabbi David Young when I told him I felt I was making good progress on learning my part and that, while not being able to memorize the Hebrew, I felt O.K. with my progress.  This is despite time is moving on closer to August 15 when what I have planned will all come together.  Mine has many parts and there is only one rehearsal planned the day before Friday night, August 14.  Then it will be Saturday and about 1:00 P.M. - it will all be over - except for the eating.

It is nice to hear, "You're doing fine",  from the doctors we have seen yesterday.  They clarified reports that might have been serious but are not.  So, we are doing fine.

But, why are we tired so much? After coming home from visits to the doctors with a stop over for lunch, we went through a heavy downpour but were able to wait it out until a lull appeared for us to be able to get in the car and get back home - happy, but tired.  Maybe it is because we cannot run around and do the things we used to do when we were younger.  One doctor mentioned this but did not make a point of it.

Neither Carol nor I are sleeping great.  The fact is that instead of Carol's trademark being a perky personality in the morning, she reports that she is tired before long as the day goes on.  I get up early because I go to sleep early but by the time we go out I have written essays and other bits and pieces of communication and have rehearsed my part and I can't wait for a nap later in the day.

I would suppose that we should trust ourselves to be ourselves.  But, we are not what we once were.  There is this thing about pills.  Have you had the same trouble?  Did I take them? And, when I take them and am reminded that there are a whole lot of them, why is it that one rolls off the table and disappears some place on the floor?  It's not easy to get down there to look for the hiding pill.

 One of the places we went to yesterday was to pick up Carol's credit card she had forgotten to pick up at the doctor's the day before.   Why do we do these things and forget them while we can remember with great clarity events that took place in the years we were growing up?  These are just rhetorical questions and do not require answers.  I wish there was an answer to why we are so tired but I think stopping all the visits to the doctors and taking naps may be the answer.