Day +4: Starts with a major panic

 Major panic this morning - Doktor Nebel, who has been a medical mentor for close to 50 years, was nowhere to be found this morning.  Moving the bedroom furniture and calls to the FBI missing persons bureau produced nothing.  Had ICE deported him for being an undocumented immigrant?  Eventually he turned up in my laptop bag where he had presumably secreted himself to check on the quality of the care I am getting at Atrium.  I believe I have set his mind at rest and restored him to his rightful place by the bed.


 It's a miserable day here in terms of weather so my daily walk is going to be achieved by parking in the wrong place at the hospital when I go in for my daily dose of stuff in an hour.  At least there doesn't seem to be any kind of even in town today so we can get to the hospital by the route recommended by our GPS.  My major effort for the day will be to start a new jigsaw, this time a Dutch street surrounded by tulips.  I'll try to leave my laptop alone as it is currently obsessed with updating all my drivers and, I suspect, backing up several thousand photos to the internet which makes watching rugby on it a rather frustrating experience, even if I manage to avoid those websites that offer "Argentina's thrilling last minute 25 - 23  win in their clash against Botswana".  Really makes you want to watch the whole game.

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