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July 14, 2014

In July

Monday. One last blood sugar reading before they let me go from the emergency room yesterday morning, my sister there to collect me and head off to Portland. Too much excitement for a Sunday, you have my permission to skip any more of these at any time you may like.

And I will follow through with my doctor when I get back to Oakland. In looking for information on sudden low blood sugar episodes on the web they describe the various levels of seriousness involved in a sudden drop. Unconscious is at the bottom of the pile but for one, a coma, to include the kind from which you don't wake up. Definitely need to know much more about this business I'd think.

Anyway, a good drive to Portland, my sister more tired doing the driving than I as she'd had to run around to cancel our motel reservations and coordinate the rest well into the early morning. Hat's off to Ms. P and Ms. P (the younger) too. Doodle-dee-do.

To bed early and then up this morning at eight, a good eight or nine hours of actual sleep, feeling better. Yesterday had been slow, but now with this new morning the whole world looks and feels better, the head clear, lots of energy.

I've been following the doctor's advice to eat something every two hours, keep the blood sugars active, keep an eye, ear and nose open for the signs that had preceded the onset at the party. Which I've been doing. Again, feel good, clear headed all the way down Highway 5 to Dunsmuir where I discover I have no T-mobile phone connection. Fine. An email to my sister to say I've arrived in good shape. I had clear instructions from her on that one.

Evening. A walk to the little corner store I've shopped at in the past when I've stayed (at the same motel) in Dunsmuir, picking up an odd assortment of “stuff” for dinner, nothing too terrible: cashews, raspberries and an ice cream cone for balance.

Television until perhaps nine and then to sleep? Get up early to set out so as to arrive home not too long after noon? Or one? Or, well, before two. Miss the late afternoon traffic when entering Oakland.

A good day in July.

The photo up top was taken at the San Francisco LGBT Pride Parade last month with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70-200mm f/2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.