Henry Close Up

From 2015. Still miss that face.

my non-tumescent abdomen

Since I had a little bout of the stomach cancer a couple years ago I have to go in for MRIs every so often, just to make sure nothing’s popping up again. And since I lost one job, then didn’t get another job I thought I had, and then finally landed at a job, with insurance, that I really like, there was a little gap in my being totally insured status, so these recent tests were put off for about a year and a half, which meant I had just a smidge of anxiety going into the two weeks of five MRIs and bloodwork, even though I feel relatively fine.

Final report: no tumors.

But mild stenosis of the left C5 C6 foramin. So I’ve got that going on (that’s not a big deal at all).

And here are some pics of my dogs chillin.

A haiku

All the lies I tell

To homeless people are in

A jar by my bed

Today’s Pug Pile

Always so jealous of how my grumble gets to spend their day.

Christmas Bea

pug stuff

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