Saturday, January 28, 2023

The old fruit trees on upper Pacific Street are alive, with white blossoms and pink blossoms. The dead looking oak tree in my front yard now has a few green spots.  There is hope now.

I meet with Dr. H., my oncologist and palliative care doctor Friday afternoon.  I bring my list of questions and he has good responses.  When I ask about a second opinion he looks at me and said I am your second opinion. Of course, that is why I am seeing him. I have forgotten. He reviews my treatment plans and shows me my options. I make follow up appointments before I leave a medical office.  It is too confusing to do it on the phone later.

Still watching more of NEW AMSTERDAM on netflix.  It is endlessly fascinating.

Hammering sounds this early morning.  Somebody has begun work early.