This morning before I left to come back to Chicago, my 6 year old nephew Daniel, (the younger of the two), started crying and demanded to know why I only come around for holidays. I told him I'd be back very soon, in 3 months. With silent tears, he said 3 months does not go by fast.
To the left of my sternum, under my rib cage, hurts.
So it's back to the pool to not think about it. Though it would be nice if I looked half as smart as Ada in a bathing cap.