Friday June 9

 As I sit here, trying to type, I have pain in my left buttock. In various positions, I have acute pain, even here moving my position a bit on the chair. The painkillers I am taking do not seem to have any effect in reducing the pain--maybe they do, and, if I did not take them, the pain would be much worse. 

Joan had a Zoom call this morning, and I retired to the bedroom, but I could not find any way to lie down on the bed without creating unbearable pain. The only way I can walk around is by doubling over, which makes me a strange sight.

I am in despair, how the future is going to work out. I cannot see how I could get into an plane to fly back to Washington. I suppose we can summon up a wheel chair, and Joan can roll both our cases, piling other things on my lap...