Sunday, February 22, 2009

The Mail Bag, Etc.

***** I am always pleased to hear from anyone who wishes to add a comment to one of my posts. If you wish to contact me directly, please visit my web site where you will find a "Contact" button. I received a perfectly lovely bit of mail from a Dublin correspondent to which I replied immediately.

The reason I'm bringing all this up today is that I haven't received return mail from this charming man, and I'm wondering if he may have a Spam Filter in place. This reliable barrier to unwanted/unsolicited material is highly effective, but if one doesn't periodically comb through the good and bad mail, Ms. Sloane may give the highly inaccurate impression that she deliberately ignored the initial correspondence. It is my habit to type "Reply from Carol Sloane" in the subject line to more easily identify it as friendly and decidedly harmless. I welcome any dialogue about my work and questions you may have, and I'm grateful that you take the trouble to write. So, check that Filter!

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Week started with a bit of a jolt: I felt some pressure in my chest which persisted for 48 hours even when bombarded with just about every available OTC med. The thorough and reliable WebMd informed me that women seem especially prone to ignore such symptoms, dismissing them as severe and persistent indigestion. Not a good interpretation. So, to come down on the side of caution, I decided to get a proper diagnosis.

Buck jumped out of his deep sleep when, at 3AM, I quietly whispered in his ear: "Why don't we take a little ride to the ER at Melrose-Wakefield Hospital", a mere five miles away. Of course, they kept me overnight for observation, and I underwent a stress test and two sets of image exams. As a result, two new pills are added to my daily intake, and after these few short days on the regimen, I am pain free and feeling top hole. (I've been reading Lord Peter Wimsey stories, forgive me).

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Apart from the hospital stay, my brain continues to churn away, spinning song titles and dancing through melodies in anticipation of a new recording project for the Arbors Label. I'd like to be in the studio before year's end. Wish me luck.

Cheers, until next time!

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