Greetings from the Kansas City Airport. I'm waiting for my flight to take me home (via Chicago). Hope I can catch some of tonight's White Sox - Astros game while I'm there. My throat's a bit scratchy; I have a feeling I'm coming down with a cold (I didn't sleep well last night, which is generally a clue as well).

Mary got the name of a MD/ND near where we live; I'm going to give her a call and see if I can't get myself straightened out once and for all here. I've given up hope on my old doctor.

My battery's running out. Talk to you later.