The daily battle

That is my computer chair, but as you can see I'm not sitting in it.  Sylvie has chosen it for her own.  So every day we go through the routine - I trying to get her to leave, she pretending she doesn't know what I want.  It takes a few suggestions and then some pats on her bottom to make her cede the territory.

I had my EPO shot this morning and scheduled several future ones, assuming my labs permit it.  Next week I meet the new nephrologist.

The auto repair shop called today to say that my car will be ready for pick-up Monday, rather than tomorrow.  So tomorrow I'll call the rental agency and ask them to come by and take the rental car away.