And my blood sugar and cholesterol panels were beautiful too. It’s just life.

Ach well. I am feeling better, and was especially tickled that my endocrinologist is only half a mile away. Getting a blood test at UCSF would have been a massive time-suck, instead of which I just dropped in on the way to work and looked at St Lukes’ beautiful Moreton Bay fig to distract myself while the needle went in. Big fig!

And now it’s time for bed.

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