Tomorrow we go Emory for the Day 100 battery of tests. We dread it. It will be next week before we know the results, and the closer we get, the more apprehensive we become. We feel good about things, but as Jimmy says, it's that proverbial 900 pound gorilla following us around that's hard to ignore.
We spent a quiet weekend at Amelia, and it was just what Jimmy needed. The only excitement was on the trip home when an owl flew into the side of the van with such a thud that it made a dent. We turned around and went back to look for it, but couldn't find it, although I can't imagine that it could have survived such an impact. I guess because it was so intent on the prey it was swooping down on that it didn't see us coming. At four o'clock in the afternoon, maybe it was flying in its sleep.
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