Privileges

I now have mall walking privileges and guest privileges. The mall walking feels like a hall pass. I am looking forward to that as much as seeing friends. I have lost some strength during the confinement of the last 30 days.

Guests! I can have guests. One or two at a time. Very clean, no touching and sit yea so far apart. Don't come if you have a drippy nose or anything else, or if you have been exposed to such in the last 3 days. (I know...how can you live your life this time of year without encountering someone with a cold.) Anyway, I'm sure that plenty of people will qualify and I'm anxious to see people again.

I saw Dr. Abhyankar today and he was just full of good news and very friendly. Occasionally the question still comes up, "Could I have done anything to prevent this?" And the answer is always, "probably not, don't torture yourself." It just happens.

I have enough hair on my head now that it looks dark and Mom & Janice are encouraging me to go without a hat and wear big earrings. Which of course means someone will have to dig them out of my house. I've no idea where my earrings are at this point. The yoga bricks have never shown up so I am using rectangular kleenex boxes instead. So far I have not crushed one. Which is more an indication that I can't stretch down even that far, than that I have good balance. I did find my MP3 player this week which has been missing since before I got sick.

The problem with going hatless is that my head gets cold. I do not understand why the bald head is so popular among men these days....it's freezing!

Clinic visits appear to be down to twice a week. I don't return until Monday. The counts are stable. We are back to flushing the PICC line daily here at home...always an exciting event!

And I no longer keep peanut butter in the fridge, Diane. Because Conor made fun of me for it.

Cathi