Friday morning, I met with Dr. Eric Cohen at the Williams clinic. He's a Cardiologist from Flagstaff who comes to Williams once a month. I met with him with the expectation that he would become my Cardiologist to replace Dr. Bagheri (in Palm Desert) since I have no idea when we'll return to the southern California desert to spend the winter. Dr. Cohen turned out to be a fascinating man and, seemingly, a very thorough doctor. I look forward to working with him. By the way, he concurred with everything Dr. Bagheri had recommended.
After meeting with Dr. Cohen, Becky headed for Flagstaff to get a facial. She never made it to the facial. We had several inches of fresh snow on Friday, enough to completely mess up driving in Flagstaff and to kill our satellite dish. Becky had to cancel her appointment because the roads were slippery and cars were getting stuck. Interstate 40 had many cars that slid off the road.
Since we're now experts at rinsing snow off the dish, Becky did her thing so we restored TV reception after she returned from Flagstaff..
Friday night, we watched I'll Be Me, a documentary about Glen Campbell that traced his farewell tour after he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease. It was absolutely fabulous---touching, funny, revealing, and well worth watching. It's a cliché to say there was not a dry eye in the house, but it's true.
Saturday and Sunday were consumed with the NFL playoffs. There were four great games. Unlike the previous weekend, when each game was won by the visiting team, all four games were won by the home team this time around---Cardinals, Panthers, Patriots, and Broncos. I was especially interested in the Cardinals and the Broncos, both of which I like a lot.
I became a Broncos fan when we lived in Denver, and I've become a Cardinals fan since we've been spending so much time in Arizona. If they happen to face off in the Super Bowl I will have to root for Arizona.
Monday was my day to get a CT scan in Flagstaff. It was a no-brainer, over in just a few minutes, and we got out of central Flagstaff without incident but with dinner from Pato Thai.
Becky's remote control that locks and unlocks the doors on the truck had stopped working on Friday. I replaced the battery but that didn't help. On Monday, on the way home from my CT scan, we stopped at Terry Marxen Chevrolet on the outskirts of Flagstaff. The gizmo failed to respond to reprogramming and we ended up having to buy a new one. They're actually less expensive now than they used to be, which is good. All is now well.
Tuesday was my day to relax (with the dogs) while Becky went to Flagstaff for a hair appointment. While she was gone, my focus was The Collectors, a novel by David Baldacci that I started a couple of days ago.
Wednesday was doctor day in Flagstaff. We met with Dr. Mathern first. He allowed that the CT scan had shown nothing, so we talked again about the new shot regimen for melanoma---and scheduled it to begin next Tuesday (later kicked back a week due to processing glitches). He also told us the lab had reported that one of the flecks Dr. Boettcher had taken the week before had shown positive for melanoma---but it was tiny and needed only watching for the time being. Dr. Boettcher later reported the same thing, and again said the December surgery site was healing quite nicely due to the magic cream that Becky administers daily.
On the way home, we picked up a Pablo Picasso Mexican Salad from Oregano's, and enjoyed it immensely. It's fabulous.
Thursday, I relaxed with the dogs while Becky went to Flagstaff for a facial. Early in the morning, I finished The Collectors, and immediately dove into Things That Matter, a compendium of articles written by Charles Krauthammer over the years. I had read it when it first came out in 2013, but it's well-worth re-reading from time to time. Charles has such a fine mind and such a readable writing style that it's a pleasure to read his stuff whether or not you agree with him.
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