My OB-GYN thinks it’s a good idea to send people automated phone messages to wish them happy birthday. The possibility that getting unexpected calls from one’s doctors might create anxiety does not occur.
And at 8:15 in the morning! Maybe the birthday person wanted to sleep in.
In any case, a good year. Started appearing on YouTube, made 3 international trips, started to learn German, got Neoliberal Love to a finishing stretch, did some excellent reading. Of course, also developed diabetes, my department is getting closed, and was saddled with endless medical stuff since July. But the endless medical stuff ended the day before yesterday when the surgeon said he never wants to see me again, and I’m very ready for a new year in life.
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