Errands Galore
It’s been 19 days and 488 miles since I took a day off from riding. I planned to take today off so I could donate blood. And so I did. I walked to the bloodmobile at the hospital down the street. I opted to give a unit of whole blood instead of a double red. The latter involves extracting twice as much hemoglobin. It’s not a big deal but I’d prefer not to feel like I’m living at altitude for the next week.
After my blood donation, I walked to the bank to get some cash. Oddly, getting cash is something that I used to do on a weekly basis but I use cash about as often as I use gasoline these days.
While at the bank I realized that I had neglected to get a t-shirt after donating blood. It’s not like a need another one but why not? So I walked back to the Bloodmobile to claim my prize.
I walked home and drove to the drug store to pick up a prescription. The pharmacy charged me $125 for a two-month supply of my asthma medication. Last month it charged me $112 for a one-month supply. I am not complaining about my good fortune but this is just another example of the inscrutability of the US medical system.
After the blood donation it was off to the barbershop to get a trim. I didn’t specify what I wanted so I got what I deserved, something close to a crew cut. It’ll grow back.
After a stop at home for lunch I drove to the voting place down the street and voted in the presidential primary. It was weird seeing only three names on the democratic ballot, two of whom have absolutely no chance whatsoever.
Seeing an octogenarian’s name on the ballot reminded me. It’s time for a nap.
A Few Spokes Shy of a Wheel 