So. Oncology visit. Blood draw. Later in the day. Calling with test results. I thought: PSA. Testosterone. Nope. Potassium level. Critically low. 2.9.  An emergency. I sat up at that word.

You have to come in tomorrow for a four hour infusion of potassium. 11:40 appointment. Oh. First thought. How am I gonna get there? Still. Emergency. Heart related. OK. Call Tara first.

She said yes. Bless her. Probably Uber home. Mary will go with me.

Move forward. Head down. Stay calm. Working so far.

Didn’t sleep well. Up several times for the bathroom. A bit foggy this am.

Fun talking to Mary. She knows so much about Asia after 39 years in Malaysia and Singapore.

Closing in on Flag Day. The Toad Prince will have sat on 80 mushrooms. His big day will occur in “The Claw,” a cage match stadium built on the front lawn of our house. How low can we go?