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
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