TBW Daily Diary

Not my best day. Took the hour-long kidney scan at the hospital this morning. Returned home exhausted; napped. Went to the bathroom, collapsed in the hallway trying to return. Scrapes and bruises but no broken bones. Don't know how long I was out but eventually could crawl into bed where Bob found me some time later. The nature of the scan suggests dehydration, so liquids are the immediate treatment. Still a bit woozy in the head--and no smart remarks, please . . . Watched a few July Fourth celebrations on TV yesterday. Whatever happened to those good old shows that featured rousing patriotic songs and Sousa marches? I would take George M. Cohan over a rock and roll retrospective any day . . .