First hunt with my new thin blood

[David Hamilton]

I had a hell of a time with Warfarin. Couldn't keep it even. Either not therapeutic or at the edge of bleeding through my pores. There are some alternates and a new drug not yet on the market. Fortunately I am past that phase of atrial fib, at least for the present and can get by with aspirin. I will be shooting Pheasants next Saturday but, alas, released birds including pigeons. Better than nothing and about all we can expect in this part of the country. I need some of those GameBore #7s in 2 1/2" for my DH with 32" barrels and 2 5/8" chambers. David

[TARNATION !!!]

David: Still working on stabilizing level. Since leaving the confines of a cozy hospital bed with 3 square meals a day plus an evening snack and heavy doses of W and another unpronounceable injection to the belly, my levels have dropped to almost the same as any Joe on the street. So each week, after a blood test, the doc wonders what the hell I do and increases the W dose. If he doesn't know, I sure don't (well I do know what I do but not why my body is practically rejecting this drug). All that said, I'm a fatalist. What will be, will be. Que sera, sera. Predestined (not totally sure on that). So whenever my time runs out, it is on with the next adventure or........... Until then I hope to exercise the dogs, myself and a few old shotguns until my own fitness level won't allow. Gotta keep moving and stop taking icy dips in the creek.
Cheers,
Jack