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April Fool's Day! I fooled myself and slept through the afternoon. I went to the PD exercise class. I felt a bit tired when I got back and went horizontal. I did get up around 6pm for my medication, but lay back down again. I slept like a log! So it goes!

Dreamed last night about Souvenirs of Elvis. My sister had a shop by that name for many years. In the dream, we were cutting up his skeleton and selling them as relics. It was like he was a saint and we were supplying sacred relics that were made from his body parts. The dream was not all that macabre, although it seems that it should be. The dream was perhaps triggered by the fact that my spit kit arrived--my genome testing materials. I had also had just read a short story about encountering aliens that had an Elvis punch line ending. Ahhh! The dreams we dream!

The spit kit is a very elegant version of the spit kits I was using a bit over a year ago--when I was testing for digestive issues. The packaging of the kit has a classy look and feel. The written instructions are clear and precise. I get to spit up my ancestors! Oh, boy!

PD exercise class was alright today. It still is highly focused on the disease and not the enjoyment of moving. We seem to spend a lot of our time rehashing known variables. Tomorrow, I do a double class--movement followed by dance. And somewhere along the line I'll fill up my spit kit! Lots of enjoyment!