feeling up, since I just finished a phone conversation in which I described my experience with NYC Well in late April. There I was at 4 in the morning---the whole world telling me to take my scheduled colonoscopy. Except i could not. With no one to talk to at that time, I dialed 311, and amazingly enough the connected me with a real live and very sensitive therapist, and we talked for about 45 minutes. It was just what I needed. I got some feeling out and passed the time. Of course, I did not take the colonoscopy---but this made me feel a lot better. The conversation with an organization hired by the city to evaluate the program was brief and fun.
Thanksgiving day tomorrow---I have my regular dinner with cousins Kayla and Stan and their two children and assorted relatives tomorrow.This has been going on with only one exception for about 28 years. Sometimes I get a little "antsy" if I feel not enough is happening---other times there is some good conversation. Still, I am very glad that they have it. In the morning, perhaps I will see a movie---I better see The Irishman soon, or I probably won't see it at all.
Tonight--might go down to a bar in the village where a favorite bartender of mine is supposed to be taking care of happy hour---then improvise from there. Yesterday, after two sessions was just too tired to do anything, so i went home. Will report, probably on Friday.
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