Really? Four Days, Again?

It's Monday, isn't it?...  And I last posted on Thursday.  Another four day gap in my posting efforts, that's weak.  We'll see if posting frequency changes for better or worse in the future.  My guess is that it won't get better.  I'll surely write less once I start radiation treatment.

Friday Emily worked and I stayed home with the boys.  I have a difficult time recalling but I'm pretty sure it was one of those deceptive days where it looked lovely out, despite the cold reality.  The boys spent most of the day watching TV.  I don't like those type of days.  My energy was far too low to do anything about it.  When Emily returned from work we ate, watched even more TV, ate again, and slept.  Friday was a good day.  A very tired day, but a good one.

Saturday began with Emily suspecting a cold coming on.  One of our neighbors had a birthday party for her son at Kangaroo Zoo.  Our boys were invited and spent 3 hours of the afternoon jumping on inflatable toys.  Emily and I had some tasty take-out, played a game, and generally capitalized during our kid-free time.  In the evening Valerie, Jacob, and Jack visited.  We played San Juan, Emily won.  It was a fun short visit.  At 7 Emily and I went to AF Hospital where I received another platelet transfusion.  Saturday was a good day.

Sunday morning Scott Ashby surprised us with some fresh donuts and chocolate milk, yummy.  Emily made an amazing chicken salad sandwich mix.  It's all I've had to eat for the past 4 meals.  Emily's cold really started hitting her by Sunday night.  She visited her parents' house in the evening with the boys and returned earlier than usual.  I have no idea how I spent the three hours they were gone.  I know I talked to Tim and I ate a sandwich, I may have also watched the end of the latest Batman movie.  I'm so tired these past few days.  I'm very prone to sitting and doing absolutely nothing, truly vegging.  It isn't pretty, especially when I start to drool.  Am I kidding?  You'll never know.  Sunday was a good day.

Monday was supposed to be a work day for Emily, she only lasted for 3 hours.  She's working from home now, or trying to.  The cold is beating her up, she didn't sleep well last night.  We're all being vigilant in our efforts to prevent me from getting the cold.  It'd be particularly unpleasant with no immune system, guaranteed pneumonia.  Max and I finally resumed his schooling.  Low energy teachers are boring.  I don't think I've successfully reengaged him.  The week of Spring Break was no good for the boys' brains.  It's lovely outside today.  I may put on my mask and spend some time in the hammock.  I haven't done well with exercise, the recent spinal tap has caused issues.  Maybe if I tell you that I'm going to bike today then I actually will.  Monday has been a good day.

The picture of the day is several years old.  Max is doing his best impression of Elton John and symbiote Spider-Man: