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Well yes, I got the beginning of the Dvorak just fine again. Thanks for asking! Maybe I was stressing over something that needn’t be stressed over? I wonder!

BUT … the coughing fits I had were terribly frustrating and now I’m entirely beat. Between the Beethoven and the Dvorak I have time to go across the street and get a cup of hot tea, which I did. I also had taken cough medicine before leaving home. Big whoop; I don’t know that either of those things helped. Probably the best thing woud be to have a shot of something … but I don’t have alcohol before a performance, so never mind.

One more concert. Tomorrow. 2:30. I hope without coughing.
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Head stuffy? Check. Coughing? Check. Headache? Check. Ears plugged? Check. Concert tonight? Check.

Such is life. I can’t cancel out because I feel rotten. Such is life.

So I’ll just enjoy this picture, and go on with the show.

(Isn’t that a beautiful picture? Dan said he waited an hour for it. Patient man. Hmmm. Perhaps he should take up reed making?)
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