This has been a quiet day. We got up in time for breakfast, and I had oatmeal and juice. Then we came back to the apartment and read the paper. I just rested in one of the recliners, watched a little TV, and then just as we were having lunch in the apartment, Karen came over and visited while. It was nice to have her here. This illness in my throat, mouth and eyes is a real bother. I don't feel like doing anything, but I'm not really sick. I've just done dumb things like filing my fingernails, and wondering just when we will move back into our house. I hope it's soon, at least it will be a different setting to feeling this way in. I talked to a lady who has had this problem. She said it lasts a long time, and then quits suddenly. I hope it isn't very long. I dread the trip to San Diego for the biopsy, but maybe they can find something that will cure the disease in a hurry.