It's a long story so won't go into specifics, but it involved breaking a bike part, scratching something else, then losing some vital tax papers. The latter I discovered last night after 5:00 pm so couldn't call anyone for duplicates. That gave me a chance to stew over it most of the night. Early this morning I was on the phone and the first gal I talked to said "no problem" and would fax them to me. Oh Great! Fifteen minutes later, instead of papers in hand I had a printout saying the connection failed. Oh Sh++! Tried two more times to no avail, so gave her our accountant's fax # and had them sent there. Next...called the acc't. to let them know it was coming.
My next thing scheduled for the day was a followup with the cardiologist. Just lovely....figured the way everything else was going the last couple days they will tell me to get my things in order. Not so. As it turned out, the old ticker is doing fine for an old fart. It's been nine yrs. since my triple bypass and the recent PET scan shows absolutely no blockage, ejection factor of 60%, the muscle is very flexible and handled the stress with ease. Also told me the areas where the bypasses were attached always create a buildup due to scar tissue, but in my case there is none. I was elated, so on the way home my wife and I stopped for a snack and when I got out of the car the door somehow caught my right hand and slammed on the thumb. DAMN---that smarted. Plus, the keyless didn't work for some reason and the door was locked. So I had to dig out the keys to use the remote...ever try getting the keys in the right pocket with your left hand. My wife suggested I choose different method of celebrating next time. As for the thumb...I feel every heartbeat, the "HAPPY PILL" is just starting to kick in.
