A Series Of Ups And Downs ......

I had an appointment with my Urologist on Wednesday, October30th which I wasn't looking forward to because I dreaded the physical exam.

Turned out he didn't think it was necessary based on my last PSA test results so he just had another blood test done and we scheduled a follow-up appointment for next February. I was feeling good and drove around for a while before heading home.

Friday, November 1st, I stopped at Walgreen's for my yearly flue shot. I.'ve been doing this every year since the transplant. They have my medical history on file and Medicare covers it. This year, it was quick and painless. Again, something I was happy about.

Tuesday the 5th was Election Day. I was up and voted early at City Hall.

I was Number 3 in my District. My candidate wound up losing but you cant complain if you don't vote.

Friday the 8th, I had an appointment with my Primary Physician. She's given me a hard time about my weight since my treatments at the end of last year so I was dreading it. Turned out that she just shrugged it off, did my physical, and told me to come back in 4 months. I left feeling good about that.

Then I got a phone call from my Urologists Office. My PSA Level shot up big time. We went back and forth a bit but I agreed to an MRI Biopsy which we scheduled for January 2nd. I thought I wasn' t gonna have to worry about this but now I am.

I woke up early on Sunday the 10th and, under the circumstances, thought I would go to Mass. I live in St. James' Parish in Woodbridge and headed up for the 7:30.

Turns out they changed their schedule and the early Mass has been rescheduled for 8. I wasn't going to sit around for another 45 minutes so I said a few prayers and left disappointed.

Things were pretty uneventful until Monday the 18th when I had a follow-up with my Radiologist. 

I wasn't expecting anything other then a quick exam, a "looks good , come back in 3 months"kind of thing. I got that but he also gave me flack about my weight. I left there annoyed.

Yesterday was quiet. I ran a few errands, checked out some prices for some family Christmas presents, and got home early. After I read the paper, I had lunch. I went to text my Daughter about something and I didn't have any service .I  tried contacting Verizon using my laptop but I couldn't get through because I couldn't remember my password. They were willing to help by surface mailing me a new one (which would take at least 3 days) or texting me (which is the problem in the first place). Thankfully, it cleared up after about an hour but I was still annoyed.

This morning I was up early. I hadn't slept well and I got up with a cramp in my neck. When I went out, my windows were fogged but the defroster took care of that. I have to admit that I was still annoyed as I was heading home on Avenel Avenue when I saw this guy just before I passed under the North Jersey train track overpass.

There was a lot of glare which worked to my advantage.

Point, press, Flash.

I dove home feeling better. Around Noon, I tried texting some family members about the Thanksgiving arrangements and found out that the Verizon system is down again. I've mentioned that I can't contact them so I emailed a few family members to see if they can check into this for me. 

10 minutes ago I got a text message from a number I don't know. I was surprised because it looks like I still don't have service.  I won't answer a phone call from a number I don't know but a text message is different. 

I opened it.

"Jones was never a field agent. D."

D? Could that be Doyle?  

I tried responding but the system is still down. What does it mean?  Did Doyle have something to do with crashing the system to send this?

That's when I got it. Jones was never a field agent so he doesn't have a tracker implant. Which means that he's not resistant to the Flasher,

The month started on an up note then turned down. Now, there may be another upturn. I'll have to think about this.

 Seems that life is a constant series of ups and downs.