I can't stay away. Came downstairs for another glass of wine. Reading Sue Grafton's " 'U' Is For Undertow" while a cat (Sabine) stomps around trying to get comfortable. (She's happily purring on my shoulder, but then she decides to move around, keep me from reading the book, stomping over the phone when I'm talking to Tom, etcet etcet.) Laphroaig and another piece of chocolate cake with whipped cream later.

Sigh. That's cheaper than Valium/Prozac/what have you.

Tom is seeing the infectious diseases guy tomorrow morning. On Wednesday morning he is having a modified stress test. Someone has put the fear of the Lord into some of the medicos at Wentworth-Douglass because things now seem to be being scheduled much sooner than they would otherwise be.

Linn