Robin and Emma have returned to Brooklyn, a change of pace today. I’m going to Saratoga Hospital for a bunch of tests, X-rays, and blood work requested by my doctors. That will take most of the morning.

On Tuesday, I will talk with Dr. Daly, the surgical podiatrist,  to decide whether or not to amputate my big toe on the left foot.

Then I meet with the urologist on Thursday to check for urinary issues. A lot of health care.

There’s an eye appointment in there somewhere, but I might have to move it. And Friday, we’re going to Bishop Gibbons High School to meet with the art students and talk to Jared, who did such great work on the photo assignment with his Legos.

Somewhere in there, I will get to the Mansion to teach my meditation class.

Thanks for all your good messages on my Pocket Of Joy idea for the blog. I like it a lot; it’s time. To be who I wish to be requires understanding who I am. I am getting there; thanks for your patience (some of you.) I’m off to get tested.

It seems like a long time since Robin and Emma were here, I have no wish to live in Brooklyn, but it would be nice to see her more often.  But I have to take life as it is, not just as I wish, and my life is pretty damn good.

It’s the first day of Spring, and that is a welcome thing, despite the snow and ice still on the ground