I FEEL PRETTY GOOD. POLYCISTIC KIDNEY DISEASE IS CALLED THE SILENT KILLER. BUT IT IS SUPPOSED TO BE "A GOOD DEATH" A WEEK IN A COMA, AND THEN YOU'RE GONE. I DON'T HAVE AN APPOINTMENT WITH MY DOC TILL SEPTEMBER, SO I WON'T KNOW MORE TILL THEN, UNLESS I GET IT OFF THE INTERNET.
UNFORTUNATELY, AIMEE HAS IT, TOO. HOWEVER SHE IS YOUNG ENOUGH TO GET A KIDNEY TRANSPLANT. MAYBE ALEX WILL GIVE HER ONE OF HIS. BUT RIGHT NOW, THEY BOTH WANT TO START TO SCHOOL. SHE DOESN'T PLAN TO HAVE DYALISIS, AND NEITHER DO I.
I'M HAPPY FOR JOANNA AND DANNY. ARE THEY HOPING FOR A GIRL THIS TIME? JIM AND BRONWEN DON'T CARE, AND THEY NEVER FIND OUT IN ADVANCE.
TODAY DICK AND I WENT TO DALLAS TO THE MUSEUM OF ART, THEN TO THE IMAX THEATER TO SEE A FILM ON ALASKA, AND TOPPED OFF THE DAY WITH A DINNER OF FRIEDF SHRIMP AT JOE'S CRAB SHACK. THAT IS OUR VACATION FOR THIS YEAR.
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