A quick thank-you to my brother, who, when I told him this morning about the situation with my meds, sent me home from the office to pick them up and take them. I needed a push to get motivated and he gave it to me. I went home for a few hours this morning, picked up my prescription, called up and talked with my father, took the medication, had a little lunch then headed back into the office. My family has been hugely supportive in both the messages of love and support and with the occasional kick in the ass. I needed it.
Onward…
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