Day +3: Foggy inside and out

 Having slept like a baby last night, I woke up a touch dopily at 6:30 and gazed out at a rather foggy day in Charlotte - visibility maybe 100 metres or so.  As the hotel is full of pre-teenage cheerleaders, we're avoiding the restaurant for breakfast.  Not much on the schedule today - just a shortish trip to have my oil changed at the hospital followed by a walk around the block and another jigsaw, this time a row of houses in front of a formal garden, that I scrounged from the hospital.

 I'd been warned that today was the day that the transfused gunk would start to make me feel substandard but, other than having a bit of difficulty deciding which way was up, I still feel in control.  Susan has to ask me a dozen dumb questions every morning and I am under strict instructions not to give stupid answers.

Meanwhile to prove I am not 100% bonkers, Susan's laptop is regularly announcing that it cannot connect to the internet, it doesn't have a network adapter and that the square root of pi is an irrational number.  My role in all this is to mutter darkly about how easy it would be to fix on a mainframe (which is a lie) and to google all kinds of useless crap.  It's now working so she is able to check on the vital news of what's happening to Calvin & Hobbes which makes far more sense than what is happening to the Orange Idiot.  Meanwhile my screen is unable to keep up with the lightning speed of my four finger typing.  Time to do do something else. 

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