I have a new doctor, or provider, as the terminology here will have it.

The clinic is the other side of town from Fell so lots of opportunities to zoom around in Waymos.

I am now well looked after. I have 2 blood tests. I get a call at 10:00pm. It is a doctor saying that my red cell level is dangerously low and I should go to ER. This I cannot do as I am watching Gregory Peck in ‘Captain Hornblower.’ My new doctor is very attentive and prescribes steroids. I have to have blood tests every 3 days. I am much reassured as the MediCal system now has the bit between its teeth and they appear determined to effect a cure.

I do not feel unwell, just weak. I have lost lots and lots of weight and my skin hangs off my body like curtains. Thank you State of California. All treatment and medication is free!

There was a beautiful Ceanothus tree in the back yard that fought valiantly against all the disturbances and poison of the restoration. No good – she died.

I determine to cut it down and so buy a tiny chain saw thing.

It is a great tool and I slice away gleefully.

I am suddenly 73 years old! Jonathan and Renee take me out for a very good French lunch. Thank you.

Thanks all who sent birthday wishes! First time I have not had an alcoholic drink on my birthday for 70 years!