He orders an echo-cardiogram—my heart is also a little “hotter.” This worries him, but not me. I'm betting the “hot” readings are the result of a week of gorging on disgustingly delicious desserts which have saturated my insides with sugar.

A referral to an ENT doctor results in a diagnosis of a mouth fungus, probably not malignant, and easily treatable.

I am at home now. It is 104º, but the lake is inviting and warm, and Buddy is sooo glad that I’m home. I float on my back in the dusk and watch Venus appear,followed by a few other stars.

This morning, I read my daily inspirational message from CSE in San Jose.
“Good Morning Ann, Consider the possibility that you have desired and been given the body that is exactly right for your soul’s journey in this lifetime, the vehicle that will take you where you need to go, providing the essential life experiences along the way that contribute to Self-realization.”
—Rev. Ellen Grace O’Brian