Guess what T did today, the bugger... We were playing a dice game. In short, you must roll a one or a five to stay in the game. Bob rolled two dice. One fell on the floor. He didn't realize, I glanced at the one still on the table; it was a six. When I bent down to pick the one off of the floor, he changed the dice on the table to show a five. When I told him what the number was of the dice on the floor, he announced that the one on the table was a five. What a cheater! I "called" him on it; we had a good laugh.
OT consisted of stretching the upper body. He was in dire need of that. Laying on his back for six months leaves the upper body immobile for too long.
Bob was in Pennsylvania and New York today. I was in Oklahoma. He went to "headquarters" (he's in the VA). He's gone to the "mess" hall. Geesh...Anyone have any insight on the confusion of a person who has had brain surgery?
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