Anyone for triskaidekaphobia?  Today has been pretty good.  I got up early, dealt with a recurrent computer issue (that won’t be resolved, I’m afraid, until I replace the machine, but so far it hasn’t been too terribly annoying), did some work, had breakfast, changed the bed linens (standard Friday chore), showered, went back to work, and then got ready for my infusion.

The weather today was a bit wet in the morning, but pretty warm, with temperatures threatening to drop and wind speeds to rise during the day.  The ride to the hospital was easy enough, and our progress was good.  Dr. S was teaching today.  His NP examined me.  She was glad to hear that I was feeling better, and wasn’t able to feel anything abnormal when she palpated me.  She said Dr. S had been very disappointed to realize what time I was coming in because he’d got a new tie and was wearing it for my benefit.  I, meanwhile, had worn a pendant of which I’m particularly fond, to show him.  But he hadn’t finished yet by the time we were ready to leave, so we didn’t see him.  We did run into our friend (the one we’ve run into there before), and spoke to him briefly, on our way out.

The subway was crowded for our trip back.  I managed to squeeze into an empty seat between two youngsters who were clearly not thrilled about it.  I thanked them for their (grudging) shift, and made sure my hospital ID tag was visible.  I really didn’t want to stand for the ride.  Later on, seats opened across the way and my sweetie and I sat together in comfort.  I’m sure the kids were happy, too.

We got home without anything more exciting happening.  My sweetie made my my oatmeal.  I’m not happy having oatmeal for lunch, but I can’t eat it for breakfast and it’s too filling for a snack.  Lunch is a meal that I’ve been enjoying because I can get variety in my proteins without having a meal that feels like dinner.  (I could do this in the evening, but it’s more convenient and more congenial to share a meal with my sweetie.)

After that, I checked in briefly online and then stretched out on the bed.  I didn’t actually nap, but I did rest.  My sweetie brought up a gift from a far-away friend– a tee shirt that includes my (invisible) totem, along with peace and love icons.  I love it, and I’m overwhelmed that people keep sending and bringing me presents.

I called a couple of people– my comp sci mentor, because I promised I’d keep in touch and I wanted him to know I meant it, and my boss.  Mostly, I just maintained that I was fading fast and couldn’t focus.  I’ll try again tomorrow afternoon if I’m feeling up to it.

And then I just collapsed until my sweetie went into the kitchen to make us a light supper and I came her to do this entry.  Happy Thanksgiving, and Happy Friday the 13th.