The fatigue, exhaustion, and malaise tends to hit most days between three and four in the afternoon, so of course today’s office visit to have a nurse go over post-op information for the forthcoming, unscheduled lymph node biopsy was scheduled for 3:00pm. It takes me at least ninety minutes to get from St. Johns to Clackamas on public transit and all of its sensory onslaught. Naturally, then, by the time I got to Kaiser, I was close to being prone on the floor, my resources spent. The need to focus on what the nurse was explaining to me helped a bit, if only out of the necessity, but after all of half an hour it’s back to transit for another ninety minute commute back home. Today is not an especially great day, I guess is what I’m saying.