Someone book me a room (Part 314)...

Chapter 11, Page 9...

Monday morning, I got out of bed about 830.  I showered, dressed and then headed out for my dermatologist.  I hadn't been there since May, I think.  The issue with my scaly spots on my forehead has not been an issue, since I've been using the shampoo she prescribed me.  This appointment was so she could check out my skin all over to see if there was anything of concern.  And since a cousin of mine had a tumor removed from the skin on his leg a few years ago, I thought it was a good idea.

So I got there, they gave me a gown to change into, which, once I'd undressed except for my underwear and put it on, was actually more like an apron, not a gown.  One size does NOT fit all.  But at any rate, she checked me out, said that I had surprisingly few moles, and everything looked okay.  And she said she'd see me in a year.  And that was that.

I then went to the Christmas Tree Store, cause I saw something there I wanted to get for mom when she and I were there a few weeks ago.  But they didn't have it anymore.  So I drove back here to the grocery store, picked up a few things, and then got lunch at KFC.  I was finished eating that before 1:00.  I ran a load of clothes through the washer and dryer.

And that was it.  The remainder of my day was spent on the couch.  Either on the computer. Or watching something on TV.  Or reading.  Or napping.  Yeah, I took like three freakin naps that day, on the couch.  They weren't long naps, no more than a half hour each, I think, maybe one was an hour.  But that was it.

Oh well actually, I did do two other things: about 330ish.  I walked across the street to the dentist and made an appointment for Friday to get a tooth extracted.  The same tooth that I had the abscess in earlier in the year.  The same tooth that just last year I had a crown put on.  And the same tooth that, even though the abscess is gone and the hole in my tooth has been filled, I still can't eat on it.  I tried over the weekend and the root of the tooth started hurting.  I guess there's something wrong with the root, but I wont have a root canal, so that means an extraction.  Fun weekend ahead.

I watched the Monday Night Football pre-game show, watched Supergirl when it came on (it's still growing on me...not sure I love it, but I don't dislike it), and then a play or two of the football game.  Then I turned out the light, went up to bed, read a bit and turned out the light a little after ten to get to sleep.

POLT