-Ian and Azalea visited a pre-pre-school (aka daycare) and got both girls on the waiting list for this fall.
-Eleanor and I played with some favorite friends at our house, hosting a water tea party for distinguished guests (example at right)
-We started our garden, planting tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers, basil, and onions from seed. We will nurture them indoors for several weeks before transplanting them to the real garden.
-We put away laundry
-I am cleaning the clutter from table tops, after I finish this post
-Ian is on a diaper errand
-Later we will go to the library to get some books on tape for our drive tomorrow. The drive is only 2ish hours but we will likely secure 8+ hours of material because it is too hard to choose just one book.
See? Plenty of delightful distractions. Oh, and I have to walk over to the Dr.'s office to pick up my records.
Just so you all know, tomorrow will likely be an information transfer day, and possibly a procedure scheduling day, but it is unlikely that I will have any procedures tomorrow. My platelets are super low (56 on Friday), so it will probably be a few days (at least) before anyone wants to biopsy or otherwise cut me. We just have to wait for my bone marrow to crank out some more platelets. I'm hoping it doesn't take TOO long, because with this T9 back bone scare I am positively ITCHING to be rid of these breasts. I feel like I am adhered to two death stars, two timebombs, two leaching toxic waste tanks. I'm eager to be rid of them and to start radiating the premises. Funny how a metastasis scare has wiped out any remaining sentimentality I felt towards my breasts.
Speaking of timebombs...here's a live performance of the song Timebomb (by the Old 97's). It's not the greatest quality, but it was recorded at the Triple Door in Seattle and I have a soft spot for the Triple Door because my brother and I saw a show there in August. This one's for you, Rose and Valentine, my fellow Rhett Miller and the Old 97's lovers. I see they are playing in Omaha on March 31st...perhaps there is a road trip in my future.