D-1

Shall we just ignore the As pitchers yesterday who managed to blow up, magnificently in extra innings.

George was looking much better today. Even a small break from the chemo does wonders for his energy level. He doesn’t look any different; perhaps a bit more color since his hemoglobin level is higher than it has been in months. But otherwise, he just looks normal.

I made a detour to Berkeley this morning to discuss next year’s teaching schedule at Cal. I guess I am making a commitment to be around, at least for spring semester. (But hello, the best TAs are in the fall anyway..) Dani (Daughter #2) came over to spend time with her dad while I was out. Then there was the side trip to Oakland. According to our NYC crew, the TV cameras pointed toward RF 149 more than once. That would have been the highlight….

Tomorrow is transplant time. From what we know, the stem cell donation arrived from Germany.

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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