So we're watching this TV show called "TRAPPED."

Hey, folks,

Well, I’m healing, slowly. There is some skin or scar tissue that wasn’t there before, and I’m kind of hoping that by Friday or Monday I might actually not… have an open wound?

What’s that like? I swear I can’t remember. I am the Fisher King.

I’m also really tired, or more precisely really not doing great on the stamina front, and in fact I am more tired now, I think, than I was while the actual irradiation was going on. Possibly my body has decided that maybe it can move out of harm reduction and into actual healing, and it’s sending its resources there. I am, in fact, so tired on the regular that Sunday night at 8 pm I had to tell my spouse that I was too tired to lie on the sofa immobile watching the next episode of the cliffhangery TV show we’ve been enjoying, and our poor protagonist was going to have to spend an extra night under the avalanche, neither dead nor alive. Schrodinger’s protagonist.