Cakes with Candles on Them

[thisnewday]

Every morning, as I'm doing my daily blood pressure readings and entering them into the log book I keep to fend off the idiot doctors--who immediately want to write six prescriptions for me when they see the readings their lackeys have gotten from me in their offices--I also jot down a few notes about what I think may have affected that morning's readings, especially if I suspect that it may be a bit higher than normal.

(An example might be that I ate a bag of potato chips for dinner, the night before, instead of my usual salad with low-sodium dressing. Just kidding about the chips. But you get the idea.)

Conversely, if something has happened that may have relieved some of the tension and emotional stress of recent days or weeks, I'll sometimes make a note of that too. Although more out of gratitude, I think, than of a desire to maintain medical records. And this morning was one of those occasions. There's not much space to do this in the log, just a couple of inches at the end of each line, but this is what I wrote this morning:

                                            My grandson asked me when my birthday was going to be and
                                            then apologized for missing it. I told him not to worry, that the
                                            talk we'd had, the night before, was worth 100 cards and cakes
                                            with candles on them...

And it was absolutely true.

LPK
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