I hope the weather doesn't make your to do list too challenging, Hec. It's pouring over here, just hearing the rain on the roof is making me want to go to sleep.
Drove Matilda to school because it was raining hard.
Then swooped around the corner to PetSmart and sat in the car for five minutes until it opened at 9am.
Got Piggy kibble.
Cut through the Breezeway and down into Target and got a Latte and egg sandwich at Starbucks.
Back up to the car and drove in the rain to the UCSF Walgreens on Parnassus.
There's never any parking there but I thought I would chance it.
There was no parking there. Parked down the hill a few blocks away.
Trudged up in the rain to the Pharmacy to collect prescriptions for both JZ and Matilda.
They were not ready. Half hour. Cooled my heels in the food court at a table, came back and after much palaver left with my drugs.
Back home. Moved laundry to dryer.
Showered. JZ finished card so I could send out package, and now I'm ready to go out into the rain again to the PO to get this thing in the mail.
When I come back, I'll bring up laundry, and THEN I'll do some dishes before I go to have them carve a new hole in my shoulder.
The last one has gone from the size of a fifty cent piece to a nickel. I don't know what will happen with this one. Maybe stitches.
Good luck with the surgery, David.
Good luck with the surgery, David.
Thanks. It's nothing really. Lidocaine, snip snip, stitch stich.
What's more stressful is that Cedars Sinai just called to say that
MAYBE
they wouldn't be ready for us to start this Friday after all. They were trying but it wasn't all together yet.
We're getting on a plane on Thursday! Tickets bought, hotel booked! Matilda sitting lined up!
And NOW you tell us you maybe won't be ready until next week? Do they not grasp how stressful that makes it? I would've welcomed another week off before we started. They should've done that from the beginning.
Gah.
Oh dear, David. I do hope you get a call soon that says they are ready for you. Also, may the snip snip, stitch stitch go easily.
Best wishes with the Surgery, Hec.
I've been asking ChatGPT questions and the answers are really underwhelming. It reminds me of when I used GitHub's co-pilot for awhile. It was kinda meh. Maybe I'm just bad at picking questions to ask.
Aw, Hecubus...hoping life clears your plate soon.
Mine, too. (In a different way.)
But sometimes I wish special education hadn't taught us to think of getting a break as a disabled person the way abled people think about head lice.
The surgery was more extensive than I had expected. I thought they were just going to go around the perimeter of the original excision, which had started at about the size of a 50 cent piece, and healed to a nickel.
But they did a big old six inch diamond incision around the whole area and stitched it up and I'm going to have a gnarly dueling scar.
And they've postponed the first infusion by a week, which is just fine by me. I'm canceling our flights and stay and will re-book.
I'm very weary.
