Gary reports his migraine / fatigue / light sensitivty has improved by ...
"50 percent?" I just asked.
"Oh, easily. 75 percent - no - 70 percent."
Now I'm concerned he knocked it down 5 percent. But, this round of drugs / passage of time seem to be working.
It is Valentine's Day. We so do not care. I have asked to go to the local Big-Hunks-of-Meat-on-Skewers restaraunt, but I certainly don't want to go when I have a pork roast congealing in the fridge.
Awful road conditions last night: freezing slush and snow. Also, freezing fog, which is a new meterological condition we never had when I was a young'n .Next: freezing dew. Freezing smog. The Mini's dynamic stability control failed me at least twice last night, and someone spun out right in front of Gary. Luckily, we were both driving like the old people we are, and there was a wide berth.
I'm a little peeved that it hit last night. Today was going to be an epic snow day at work, but now, no excuse to stay home.