Yesterday when I left the hospital that I go to for treatment three times a week, I left through the revolving doors. There was a putrid strong death puke like smell in the large door way bad. Then, for the next several hours while out and about, I smelled the awful odor on and off. When I got home, I washed my clothes and took a bath. I thought that was it. I put on my cap that I had just washed the day before that day and the odor came back. I went to smell the jacket I had worn that day and there was the odor again. I washed those also. Now the smell is gone. The odor in the door way was so bad that it stuck to anything or one that went through the door. The security guards and the parking attendants were standing around the entry. One would think they would have noticed and reported it. I guess they were too busy jaw-jacking The little things, hun?

I am glad to be alive at this very moment. I got to pedal my bike at the beautiful lake park until it rained anyway. Still, after many days of not riding it was good to be on my nifty hybrid trail bike, out in nature some, and just being physical so nice.

RICHARD