the local bladder.
As if that wasn’t noisy enough around midnight I heard a beeping noise. Beep..beep..beep..pause..beep..beep..beep. I still have no idea what it was, but it wasn’t coming from inside my apartment. I pulled out the white noise machine, but it didn’ drown out the beep. Arrrggghhhh! I finally managed maybe five hours of sleep. I woke to the construction noise from practically next door where a new apartment building is going in.
A peaceful night vibes for DR Jeanne.
Jane, I’m sure you and Keith are glad this is your last trip to Bend. What an ordeal! But it sounds like you made the best of things by finding good restaurants. Aside from the inconvenience are the treatments tolerable? It sounds like they are at least quick.Vibes for a smooth last visit and continued healing vibes to Keith.