Today I went to get a blood test and I was expecting an experience similar to what I used to get when I first started going to this doctor. Two big tubes and six little tubes that were sent off to random labs for testing. But today I only had two tubes. For some reason this has lessened whatever minimal level of panic I was feeling. Honestly, I wasn’t feeling much panic to begin with.

Last night as I was going to sleep I was fantasizing about mashed potatoes. I still have food fantasies when I have salad for dinner and I’m hungry enough that I can’t watch back episodes of Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives without getting a little upset. Somehow I found myself at Blueplate for lunch and they have mashed potatoes instead of fries as a side. I had a Reuben burger. The patty was a mixture of spiced pork and beef, on Texas toast with sauerkraut and Thousand Island dressing. And it wasn’t huge but it was tasty.

Really, I should have other things to fantasize about. Maybe my iPad 2 arriving.