Wednesday, January 27, 2016
Friday, January 22, through Thursday, January 28, 2016: Spring Is Around The Corner (?):
The week started out a little warmer and the snow has started to melt away. Early Friday afternoon, we went to Dr. Cohen's office in Flagstaff so I could have an echocardiogram. I thought I had probably had one some time ago, but the procedure was not familiar. It was no big deal. I will learn the results in a week or so.
Saturday morning we woke to a spectacular sunrise, which Becky caught on camera, of course.
That evening, we watched Man On Wire, a documentary of the 1974 tightrope walk between the Twin Towers by Pierre Petit, a very skilled Frenchman. It was a remarkable piece of filmmaking, chronicling the very extensive planning it took to accomplish this quite illegal feat.
Sunday was NFL football, of course, the conference championship games. The Broncos pulled off a narrow victory over the Patriots (Hurray!) mostly due to a crushing defense that knocked Tom Brady all over the place.
The Cardinals lost big to the Panthers, though. Carson Palmer had a largely off day for the Cardinals, while Cam Newton was on fire for the Panthers. Too bad; it would have been fun for my two favorite teams to face off in the Super Bowl.
Sunday night, Becky watched Part 1 of a two-part history of The Eagles, while I watched football. The Eagles were not part of my history, but were certainly part of Becky's. And the recent death of Glenn Frey made the film very timely. Becky enjoyed the film but decided she didn't need to see Part 2.
On Monday, Becky decided to scrape some of the snow off our roof. I don't know where she gets all this energy.
The only significant activity on Tuesday was a typically long walk with the dogs from a nearby dry lake bed, which Becky thoroughly enjoys, of course. And which we assume the dogs enjoy, as well.
On Wednesday, a fellow from Buffalo Fence arrived to replace four fence posts that had rotted bottoms and nearly fallen over. For no apparent reason he had been given material to replace only three posts, so he will have to return another day to replace the fourth post. He's a nice young man (his father is a Navajo Sand Painter, by the way) and had to do the very hard work by himself. He said his "partner" had called in sick and there was no replacement available. Ouch.
Thursday was a brief Flagstaff day---to see Dr. Boettcher, my plastic surgeon for the weekly look at my surgery to see how it's healing. As usual, the verdict was that it's coming along just fine. We also had further words about the small node in my neck that we can't identify as either bad or good, or even neutral.
Dr. Boettcher said he would carry on the discussion with Dr. Mathern and get back to me. On our way home Dr. Boettcher called to say he and Dr. Mathern decided to get a sample (via a needle probe, not surgery) of the node for testing, and that I would hear from the appropriate folks about an appointment to take the sample. Almost as we arrived home I got a call from the lab folks, setting the appointment for next Wednesday, just before we go to Tucson for a consultation with the University of Arizona Oncology Department. (They are the people who apparently control the dispensing of the new melanoma treatment drug.)
The sky was clear and the temperature was in the high 50s, really a nice day. We celebrated by bringing home another Pablo Picasso Mexican Salad from Oregano's for dinner. Just delightful.
As usual, we decided not to bother watching the Republican debate. Instead, we watched a documentary that was so boring I don't even remember what it was about. Thus ended this exciting week.