A day at the VA

OK, just to see if anybody's watching the blog... (well, I don't see any comments!) Today I spent practically the whole day at the Veteran's Hospital in Miami. This is the main purpose of my coming up here--to get treatments every 6 months. In this case they were operating on both of my poor big tootsies. For some reason, probably related to too much "Oldic Acid" (as my buddy Tony Schmitz calls it) in my system, both toenails started becoming ingrown, but not at the end of the toe like normal. These were growing under the skin on the side of each toe. Gross, no? Well, the doctors were very kind, considerate and careful to make it as painless as possible. (The only pain was from the four shots in each toe to numb them.)

Most of the time I was waiting for doctors, picking up meds and setting up future appointments; that's why it took all day. My lovely daughter-in-law, Gianni, was so kind to insist on accompanying me, so the waiting wasn't at all tedious.