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I’m doing pretty much OK, I think.
I went to the hospital because under my mastectomy scar I had a lump I didn’t like the look of. I could have saved myself a lot of worry, because it turned out to be just a fluid build up, and while the doctor agreed to clear it, it has partly returned. Which is irritating, but they warned me it might. So, ho-hum.
Smokey is a happy cat, currently curled up on my spare computer chair, spark out. She’ll come to me as soon as I start to play D&D, wanting treats and pets. She’s like that.
I’m spending a lot of time preparing D&D campaigns, and should be able to start to play Princes of the Apocalypse with me Sunday afternoon players soon – we are close to finishing Lost Mines of Phandelver.
I went to the hospital because under my mastectomy scar I had a lump I didn’t like the look of. I could have saved myself a lot of worry, because it turned out to be just a fluid build up, and while the doctor agreed to clear it, it has partly returned. Which is irritating, but they warned me it might. So, ho-hum.
Smokey is a happy cat, currently curled up on my spare computer chair, spark out. She’ll come to me as soon as I start to play D&D, wanting treats and pets. She’s like that.
I’m spending a lot of time preparing D&D campaigns, and should be able to start to play Princes of the Apocalypse with me Sunday afternoon players soon – we are close to finishing Lost Mines of Phandelver.