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Renfroe took me to see "Gangs of New York" yesterday. It was good. Brutal in a way that gunplay isn't. Good acting. Every time the camera panned, the entire room would spin. Walking back to his car, then to my apartment, involved me keeping a death grip on his arm, because the world was too bright, too white, and entirely too spinny. The ground kept swaying beneath my feet. Damn turtles. After making it to my bed, I pointed out that when you're lying down, you can't fall. That passes for wit, these days. I've stayed pretty much horizontal since then.

Eliza spent a couple hours here this morning. It's her 5th birthday. She got to call her brothers in Idaho. James taught her the "you live in a zoo" variant of Happy Birthday. We took a little snuggly nap together. She fell asleep while singing "happy birthday to me, I live in a zoo..." When I picked her up, I was surprised at her strength. That kid can give a powerful hug! The fact that I was clutching at the building to stay upright may have had something to do with that perception.

Swensen brought me a boxed set of Tolkien books!!! It's been too long since we've visited. I miss him. It was good to see him, but he couldn't stay long.

Chuck went grocery shopping. I've got Dramamine, ginger ale, and matzoh for the expected nausea. (I have a very weak stomach, and the little test dose made me a bit queasy, back during diagnosis. I think it's obvious how important it is that don't upchuck the radioactive iodine.) He cooked me pasta, and set up a little nightstand table by my bed.

Jennifer came over, and we chatted for nearly three hours. She's so wonderful. She brought me some sweet & sour sauce that she made.

I have a Dr. appt at 9 am tomorrow, then I take the Pill of Doom at 2 pm. Renfroe is going to try to be there, I think. Chuck is driving me to both appointments.

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