FALLING

Fall is finally approaching Southern California.  I have the heavy quilt on the bed, and even some leaves are changing colors at last.  Most days I do a doctor thing, yesterday was that CT scan, and afterwards do a Fall clean up somewhere in the house.  

I wore a favorite scarf Sunday Night, and I discovered that something had munched a line of holes through the fabric.  It’s linen.  It’s an Ikat dyed piece too…a resist technique on the yarn before the textile is dyed and woven.  So I went through the scarf drawer yesterday as my Fall cleanup.  Not one single hole did I find anywhere on any other scarf in the drawer.  Darn.  I did find two Dior scarves when I thought I owned only one.  That was a bonus.

No medical appointments today at all.  I checked.  No report from yesterday’s CT scan so far either.  So after writing this, I will be doggedly entering phone numbers for a new paper phone book.  It’s about one inch a side bigger than the last one.  Bigger numbers.  Hooo-rah.

I was Wong.  Dr. Wong, the pulmonologist, just called to say that there’s still some inflammation, but I can begin the chemo.

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• Himself:  A whole day at work.  28 Days of work left.
• Myself:  Left a message for my Oncologist.
• Photo:  The drawing is an exercise.
• Reading:  Done with the Penny’s.
• Gratitude’s:  George.