On Thursday, I'll be heading down to Santa Fe to get myself signed up for Medicare. It's a long, boring story about why I don't have enough work credits to just be automatically enrolled when I turn 65 the day before the appointment, so I won't elaborate. It's only for the "just in case" issues, anyway, as Medicare doesn't cover eyedoctors, dentists, chiropractors or other alternative health care providers, and it certainly doesn't cover nutritional supplements or organic food. So on a day-to-day basis, not much advantage to it. However, if for some reason I needed a regular doctor or hospital, I'd be covered.
THEN, after that appointment, I meet up with the folks who do the layout for my books to deliver the new manuscript and artwork for Volume Two: Midcontinent. Kick ASS!!