This is probably the low point of my time here at MAYO/Rochester only because I feel rotten from the Movi-Prep. I also had a visit from My Black Dog today and that hasn't happened in quite some time.
My Black Dog is a name I burrowed from Winston Churchill who used it to describe his debilitating bouts with Depression. I've called my down periods the same thing for years. I just feel this terrible sadness inside and for no obvious reason.
I think I'm just going through a natural down spot, even before I started doing the prep for the procedures scheduled tomorrow. It's all gone well here but it isn't easy and lets face it: It isn't HOME either. It gets harder and harder to be away from home so I think that is contributing to my mood as well.
I noticed first thing this morning that I wasn't enthusiastic about writing my early blog post like I typically am and they have been rather run of the mill in my opinion.
Well I'm going to sign off for the night. I'll see you on the other side of tomorrow...