A new me!
At least a new photo anyway. Though I don't think that I am the photogenic type. I suppose I could have photoshopped it to look something like Clark Gable or Brad Pitt or George Clooney or whoever - but I chose the natural me. If you think that this is bad, I got my passport back from Uncle Sam today and you ought to see my photo. Now, instead of just having the same name that a terrorist used - I look like one too. I'll never be able to get on a plane again! In fact, I'll be lucky if they don't arrest me!
Anyway, I promised an updated photo a while ago and I had neglected to follow through on it. So, now it's here in all it's glory(!). The only difference that I can see from the prior one is that I don't have that washed out cancer look that I guess you get after all that chemo. It's funny, but I never thought that I looked like that until I saw a photo of myself taken back then. With no facial hair and thin eye brows and little hair on the top of my head, I guess that I couldn't help but look that way.
Even though I felt great at the time(which is, obviously, of prime importance), I still didn't have that healthy, robust appearance that I have now. So, I guess that that is the major improvement over the past few months. I know that I've gained weight and that my appetite is back so I must be prospering as I travel this road to recovery.
Other than the picture and getting my new passport today, there is nothing new.
I just have to keep from going batty because I want to do all the things that I feel that I can do and I can't...
Bob
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