I saw Mike today. He had two appointments hours apart. He took me to lunch in between.
We went to the Mexican Manhattan. It was so funny because one of the managers called me James. Mike thought this was funny and called me a whore. I can't help it if men know me.
We visited at home for about two hours. It was great to see him. He starts chemotherapy Friday. We're hoping he doesn't get any bad reactions. He's thinking hair loss and diarrhea. I'm hoping for the best.
Chiflaco out.
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