Stuff

Pre-dawn by our awesome neighbor Andrea

Welp, I had my 500th plague booster AND a flu shot yesterday. Side effects include:

• Fever
• Headache
• Fatigue
• Pain at the injection site.
  

So far I’m just a little tired. I’ll be smart (for once) and take it relatively easy today.

Apart from that, yesterday’s big dealio is that Ten moved my easel back into the kitchen and I actually did a little painting! 

There’s this canvas that I finished (thought I’d finished) a couple of years ago—before the Nf2 shit totally hit the fan. I’ve never been happy with the piece and have spent a lot of time (whilst laying about in hospital, the rehab joint and home) thinking on just how I’d fix it when I regained the strength to stand and paint. Waddya know—that day finally came. I can’t be all up and on my pins for long—a few minutes or so max. This makes me curious. How come I can walk half a mile without frequent rest breaks but standing, without support, is more challenging? In lieu of a tall stool, Ten positioned my rollator behind me. It works. I stand and paint, step back, sit down and consider where I’m going/what I’m accomplishing.

No, the piece isn’t done, happy and ready to show off. YET! It will be eventually though.

Do you know how huge this is? It’s gigantic! Mind you, I’m nowhere near peak form BUT at least I’m beginning again.

Last bit from Thursday is that I finally heard from MGH's chemo pharmacy. Meds will arrive via FedEx on Monday. They sent a long list of instructions and info which indicates, to me anyway, that this new treatment won't be easy OR fun. Ya know, saving my own damn life ought to be fun—like comedic superhero adventure movie type fun. Hells bells, I've gotta make this shit entertaining. What's the point of all this if it's not gonna be amusing or inspiring or good for at least a few grins? I'm asking you!!!

Obligatory Caturday Cake picture. Yur welcome.