Thrilling (?) non-ES Friday report, see man:
It was not a very Good Friday, no man.
Zzz'd awfully, in fact almost not at all, splitting headache we man.
Took total of Many (2x2x2 +2) -- si man, Many (2x2x2 +2) -- aysheep calls from Mama T-B. re almost certainly getting kicked off of hospice status, aysheeo senior she man man.
We unsuccessfully argued that nothing is final yet, no man.
Every time we let a call go to voicemail, she would call again while we were retrieving it, man.
We are ordered to visit in person on Saturday, but see below man.
We somehow attended the first ES, see above man.
We then went to outlying hospital to get our scan result, curious we man.
It sucked green donkey livers, everything and more really hosed man.
We abandoned the #2 ES and all errands, return to crib & ChatGPT man.
Latter suggested ASAP doc caucus, soonest time Monday and got one we man.
Of course, hospitals & offices all closed for the holiday, man.
Rain predicted all weekend, gully-warshers man.
We decided to mow full lawn, high time man.
We distractedly didn't eat anything first, see just below man.
Finished mow-lawning without stopping, straight through we man.
Job consumed Many (2+1) sweatbands, 2 job one recovery man.
Sat under ceiling fan to recover, unsure of this wisdom today man.
Took shower & didn't feel much better, curious man.
Breakfast/lunch/din-din (at half-past Many [2+2+1] p.m.) was cold cereal, probably bad choice man.
Soon began shivering & chatter-teething, uncontrollable man.
Couldn't take good BP or get a decent heart rate, shaking badly tachy individual we man.
Temperature was Many00 + 2 + .2 F., uh-oh man.
ChatGPT told us to forget doing errands, drat it man.
After much palaver, we agreed to take mega-Tylenol & bundle up warmly, OK with us man.
Felt Tylenol kick in, no sleep but much sweat man.
Fever dropped 1 degree, no longer shivering or tachy but maybe not far from it man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
Going to try to eat something, Tylenol ourself again, and turn in, can't get sick like this we man.
Must somehow do all erranding on Saturday, but can't overdo we man man.
And that was/is our thrilling (?) Friday, report we man.