Sunday, March 17, 2024

 

Sunday, March 17, 2024

     We watch AMERICAN FICTION in the late afternoon. My friend and me. First of all, it is a wonderful film, full of insight and cleverness.  I particularly enjoy viewing films with friends.  I still don’t go to movie theaters. I don’t go anywhere.

     My daughter comes by and we talk about gardening. She is the expert.

     Lately I have been eating sandwiches, cottage cheese, milk, and Oreo cookies. And of course, soups. I am always looking for good soups.

     I am back to reading BETTER, a Surgeon’s Notes on Performance, by Atul Gawande, a collection of essays exploring medical issues.  My favorite topic. For an hour I have confusing phone calls from the infusion center about the scheduled time on Monday for treatment. It is settled, we are back to 8am, the original appointment time. They apologize for the mix up.

Saturday, March 16, 2024

 

Saturday, March 16, 2024

     Brain fog is gone this morning.  I am ready to be active again.  The last of this round of chemo treatment is Monday. Time to do my taxes.

     A telephone conversation with a friend with COVID for the first time. Trying to find out where to get information about treatment, and quarantine information, since the rules have changed. She is traveling out of state and feels pretty sick.

     Heater is on to take off the morning chill. Soon I will turn it off.

     Today I plan to water the front yard, our rainy season is over, maybe.

Friday, March 15, 2024

 

Friday, March 15, 2024

     The twenty pound bag of potting soil on the deck has a massive picture of a dog.  I pull out my glasses and read the print, not potting soil but ancient grain dog food. The bag had been sitting there for weeks. Not mine. No packaging with a name and address. I guess it is now mine.

     I start reading AFTER ANNIE by Anna Quindlen, one of my favorite writers. I have to stop, my temporary brain fog gets in the way.

     Thursday is a slow day.  I lie on the couch listening to podcasts, not sleepy but tired. The tall man visits to check on me and pick up some licorice I keep just for him. My charming daughter comes by after work to tell me stories from her job.

     I watch some news and then an episode of THE RESIDENT, a netflix hospital series.  Always more to learn about the medical world. Friday should be a better day.