by As promised, here’s the good news. My sister-in-law is pregnant. She had her ten-week scan last week, and I got a suite of photos showing something clearly moving. Animated. It’s miraculous when you think about it. I knew that she was pregnant a month ago, but I didn’t mention it here. She also got pregnant last summer, but lost the baby after six or seven weeks. That was devastating for her. This time I’ve got my fingers and just about everything else crossed. My sister-in-law will be 37 in April.
Day nine for me. A better day. After another chat with my parents (we’ve been talking a lot lately) I fired up two poker tournaments, and I’ll be damned, I went and won the same one that I won last Sunday. I made a $75 profit from the session to go with last Sunday’s excruciating $69, and my bankroll is now $1904. In the intervening week I never even considered logging on. After that, I felt physically closer to normal than at any point since this all started, so I went for a proper walk.
In my next post I’ll write about the Ukraine invasion, which I’ve had plenty of chance to follow in bewilderment on TV.
