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Memo to self: if I ever win a megalottery, in addition to whatever cash I dump on other charities, make a point of finding out what it would cost to get the Museum of Fine Arts to make a permanent exhibition/display/wing/whatever for their Nubian artifact collection. I visited the MFA last night so I could see the Ancient Nubia Now! exhibit before it closes- the last day is Monday. Their collection is amazing.

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WTC Responder Health Registry folks pinged me today to get me to fill out a form. I thought it was to arrange my next annual exam. Nope, it was about referrals for potential related conditions that turned up at my prior exam. The cough and sinus stuff I understand, but I still have no clue how they decided that I had shown any signs of depression or PTSD, other than possibly having answered that sometimes I had trouble sleeping and some worrying about the future. Come to think of it I may have been tagged for my reaction to my lung exam results; I know I was extremely unhappy about seeing a lung age that was a full eight years older than my physical age.

The form they wanted me to fill out asked when the symptoms started. Most accurate answer I could give 'em was election day 2016. They asked if I'd had any form of treatment or if I'd done anything to address the symptoms myself; 'lifestyle changes' was an available option. I checked the box and said 'adopted an exercise program that involves a great deal of punching and kicking'.

We'll see how that goes over.