Monday, March 30, 2026

    Ten thousand people show up for the no king rally by the beach in Monterey. I wonder where they all parked and what about bathrooms, food, benches.  I search the facebook images to see how it is handled. I am sure there was a lot of invisible work done by the organizers. I have to stay at home.

     My roommate plants sunflower seeds along the back fence.  Potential tall gorgeous sun flowers. The potato patch is filling up with green plants. During the day I look over the deck railing to see what is growing. Lots of patches of turned earth amidst the brown grasses.

     The tall man brings me a home made dinner with meat and mushrooms.  He is checking on my fickle esophagus. After each meal I smile, grateful for the ability to swallow easily.

      We watch another episode of the madcap show DEADLOCH.  I am looking for a written summery of what the show is really about. And I spend a lot of the day reading FIRESTORM by Jacob Soboroff. I am curious how the fire response team makes decisions and fight fires. I am afraid of fire storms. And fire season is starting here.

 

 

 

Sunday, March 29, 2026

     Saturday is a day off, no major tasks to complete and no medical appointments. I am done for awhile, just eating my meals, visiting with family, sitting in the front yard and doing my daily chair yoga exercises, and reading Lily King HEART THE LOVER.  My next medical appointment is a phone check in next week and then an oncology appointment in May. 

     We watch the stand-up comedian JENNY SLADE on Prime tv. She tells good stories and is funny. Later I watch another episode of THE CLOSER.

     In the evening after we turn off the TV, we hear two owls hooting to each other. Owls in our neighborhood.  I saw a neighborhood picture of an owl this week, a dark picture with the silhouette of the owl on a pine tree branch.

     Now that the rest of my body has settled down, I am aware of the occasional discomfort and sometimes pain in my knee. Nothing is ever perfect. Before going to bed I start the next library book, FIRESTORM, The Great Los Angeles Fires and America’s New Age of Disaster by Jacob. Soboroff, one of my favorite MS NOW reporters.

 

Saturday, March 28, 2026

     In the early afternoon, I meet with the young friendly GI doctor in an eerie, modern building.  Long hallways, empty clinic rooms. Few cars parked in the large parking lot. I am told most of the doctors are on vacation. I am an emergency patient. I am grateful to be here.

     We have a short visit to talk about my fickle esophagus. The emergency ended last week when I start taking an Omeprazole pill in the morning. Just like that eating is easy. He offers to do a scope to look for cancer, and we talk about it. Nope I say, my body is still healing from all the bladder scopes. He says I can contact him if anything changes.

     Friends from Oregon arrive in the morning for a lively visit.  I love these folks and look forward to their visits. The meals on Wheels volunteer brings the weekend meals, and then the friendly baker brings fresh loaf of bread at noon.

     At the end of the day, I am exhausted. And satisfied.  We watch another dramatic chaotic episode of THE PITT. And then an episode of DEADLOCH, an Australian parody of a silly murder investigation. I am liking Lily King’s new book HEART THE LOVER. Today I will watch THE NO KING, NO WAR PROTESTS ACROSS THE COUNTRY.