Mr C playing tennis this afternoon. He wants you to know, he won.
I was out doing my required walking. (5.2 miles today) With a little photography to make it seem like fun. Not exercise. Carlton was doing a little tennis on the Maury School Park courts.
Carlton’s radiologist called me today. He acknowledged my concern about the lymph nodes. He “hopes” they are just inflamed. If not – he’ll nuke them. After he finishes nuking the head. In two weeks.
Enjoy Every Sandwich. Fish tacos. That is close enough to a sandwich – isn’t it?
Seeing him playing tennis makes me very happy. Every good day is a joy.
Carlton was told, by his nurse at radiation, “Not to worry” about the lymph nodes. I am still going to worry. Just maybe a little less. Once again. I am adapting to the newest normal here in CancerLand.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Grilled Chicken, lettuce, tomato on rolls. And CAKE. Strawberry Mousse Cake. Yes, I ate cake. Enjoyed every bite. I almost licked the plate.
This is what it looked like 4 weeks ago.And this is what it looks like today.
I’ll spare you the shots from weeks 2 and 3. You can go back to last week, Tuesday, and find them. Feeling optimistic that Merkel Creature responds to death rays.
Still loving the elderly L1. I have been taking it with me everywhere. All 7.5 megpixels. All 1.4 pounds sans any lens at all. Today, it had the 70mm portrait lens on. Took the picture of Mr C’s head with it. Also, did a little street shooting. I know I know – don’t do street shooting with a portrait lens. Nevertheless…
Today is not about motorcycles. It is about men like this gentleman. Vietnam veteran. Wearing his dress uniform. The uniform he recently wore to Dover. To collected his son’s body. Today is not about motorcycles. Today is not about the “Thank you for your service” platitude.
Thank you for your service. Don’t say it. Thank you for your service does nothing. Take action to ensure that promises made to our veterans are promises kept. And, next time we send our young into harms way… Send our own sons and daughters and grandchildren. Not just the sons and daughters and grandchildren of those with less money and darker skin.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Maybe I’ll repeat the Turkey, yellow pepper, onion, and cheese quesadilla from the other day.
If you get 100,000 motorcycles in your neighborhood – make it a celebration.
Interstate 66 cuts Arlington in half. But, it is in a ditch. So, we decorate the overpasses and watch the bikers zip thru Arlington on their way to DC or the Pentagon.
It is not like being on the Mall. But, it is still fun.
This is not fun. Remember, yesterday, I said I was taking a three day holiday from worrying about Mr C. Make that a 24 hour holiday.
This morning he said his jaw hurt and he had a lump behind his ear. And then he went out to play tennis. Well, these are the lymph nodes that drain the area where the Merkel creature lives that hurt. This is really bad. Well, maybe I should say “potentially” really bad. It sure isn’t good.
That is the trouble with being stuck in Cancerland. You just get adjusted to the latest new normal. You convince yourself “this isn’t too bad, we can deal with it”. Then BAM! – something else pops up.
Now we are in a little huff with each other. He is saying that if I am going to get all upset about “every little thing” then he will not tell me anything. My bad was getting a little teary about the lymph nodes. I know, I shouldn’t have. But, I was so not ready for more problems. Not yet. Not again. I am getting readier by the minute. But, not there yet.
But, still Enjoy Every Sandwich: The ever popular Cheese Burgers.
And that is the unvarnished report from Cancerland. The lymph nodes could just be an infection. Yeah sure, and pigs fly.
OK – A couple hours and a couple of beers later – I am ready to deal with the next set of problems. Most likely I can delay dealing until Tuesday.
If I get the Fujifilm X100s – which just takes pictures with a 35mm equivalent fix lens – I have to be sure that I am good with Old School Shooting. So, today I put the cheap pancake lens on the L1 and went to Arlington Cemetery. I had a fine morning of photography.
Old School meets New School.The Run for the Wall FNGs – they aren’t all guys and they don’t look so very new.Guess this is enough for today.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Turkey and spinach wrap – because we had lasagna for lunch. And, I am taking a 3 day holiday from worrying about Mr C.
Sandwich Upgrade: Turkey, yellow pepper, onion, and cheese quesadilla.
I was tromping around the neighborhood. And, I found some blooming onions. Spring is almost over. And, so are the flowers. Summer is just green and hot followed by brown and hotter. But wait – I forgot about the magnolias. Something to look forward to.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Turkey and swiss on whole wheat.
About 10 days ago, I snapped this oniony thing. Allium giganteum to you gardener types. Yesterday, I was out on my walk and a passed by the big old onion again. It had changed.
L1 with Leica glass
Nothing stays the same, I am sure that is good. Otherwise we would still be living in caves, chasing wooly mammoths and dying before our 25th birthday.
Mr C played tennis again today. Apparently without any problems.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Roast beef, bacon, tomato, cheese sub…
Took the elderly Panasonic L1 out on my afternoon walkabout. I
Mr C played tennis today for the very first time in months. He reports that he had grand fun. At this instant, life is good. And this instant is all anyone has.
