Tuesday, June 3, 2025

      Monday is garbage day.  Before dinner, the wind gusts through the trees, and down the street. I struggle, dragging the rickety bins to the street.  My neighbor walks by, says hi, and doesn’t notice my flannel nightgown and puffer jacket. Maybe I am really invisible.

     I watch the Rachel Maddow news while eating dinner.  Later my daughter asks me what did Rachel say. A trick question. I remember the flow of images and words but not what she says. I am delighted with her images of the ICE protests and community actions to protect our immigrants this week. She mirrors hope that we will survive this chaotic destructive administration.

     On Wikipedia I found an article describing Bladder cancer. The first complete report I have read.  I now understand where I am in the path of the disease. Yep I am at pivotal point determining whether I am getting better or going towards hospice care. The July surgery will answer it all. I am starting my fifth year of treatment.

     I watched the first episode of the new show DEPT. Q on netflix. Compelling and mysterious. Finished reading the novel PEGGY and felt satisfied with the story.