"There was never yet Philosopher that could endure the toothache patiently." (Much Ado)

We were waiting last night to go to dinner with the Herbstmans and their niece, who is an internist at the VA Medical center in New York. I was going to ask her if she does prostate checks, but I changed my mind when I realized Rhoda would have castrated me on the spot. We didn't actually go out to dinner with them because Helen H. called and said they had a change in plans. We also had a change in plans because we had planned to go to Orlando to see a friend, but the friend got sick. When I asked Helen about that change she said they were going to The Isle casino and that we would bypass the buffet there and go to the Deli instead. That was OK with me because I could get a slice of their checkerboard cake--probably the only place in So. Florida that you get that delicacy. However when we got there, Mike H. said he wasn't hungry--probably because he was hot to trot the nearest 2 cent slot machine. So Rhoda and I went to the Deli and I had a bowl of matzo ball soup and some potato perogies, and she had a bowl of mushroom and barley and an order of potato pancakes. For dessert we shared the cake. When we finished our dinner, in walked the Herbstmans with Dr. Ann. They sat down to dine and confessed to losing money. Rho and I left and went to play the slots ourselves. By 10pm she had lost, but I had won--not much--$80.

Friday I went to my podiatrist because I have some kind of fungus on my toes. He prescribed some kind of cream to put on them twice a day. In addition, while showering I'm supposed to brush my toes with "Head-and-Shoulders" shampoo; then when the toes are dried to douse them with Listerine. I couldn't understand why I had to shampoo my toes since they had a fungus, not dandruff; and then to put Listerine on them?? Well, I suppose Dr. Poss knows what he's doing, so I'll so as he says. I have to go back to him on Friday to take some tests to find out what is going on with my neuropathy--the feeling that I'm walking with cotton balls under my toes.

I got a telephone call today from Mel Nudelman who bought my book at the arts and crafts show a few weeks ago. He said he enjoyed the book very much and marveled at the fact that I ran two marathons and coached soccer teams. I thought it was very cordial of him to call and tell me about his reaction to the book. I also gave a book to Rho's cousins, Sandy and Irwin with whom we went out to a Chinese dinner the other night. Perhaps when they finish reading it I'll get some more reaction.