Shannon

Mark and I are visiting his home, briefly, on our way to Port Townsend, before returning to Portland, briefly, before heading to California for Thanksgiving…and etc and etc. After being clued in by Chaz and Karen last week, as to how great Afghan food is, we tried a restaurant here (also called Kabul)–very yummy, though […]

Sorry for not posting last night. All is well. Busy, but well. 🙂 So no sooner did I begin to settle in at home when we learned that there was a cancellation at a marvelous little writing retreat with entirely cool people, up at Port Townsend, a place Mark keeps wanting to take me to

There are four trips to California between last week and Christmas…we’re just back home (well, not even that, in Mark’s case) from the first. So this is going to get sort of repetitive (“Wait, didn’t I already read about her getting home?”). Sorry about that. 🙂 Anyway! Back home! Drove from Yreka to Portland today,

I appear to be getting over an awful cold that I never actually had. In that, I had a bit of sinus pain the other day (and I’ve been having these horrible allergies that are obviously complicating everything); and I was really tired on Thursday (but that made total sense after all that had been

I hope this will post….I’ve been thirty minutes or more trying to get this fake “connection” to actually connect. Anyway! Greetings, I think, from lovely Yreka, California, where it is literally freezing–literally, 31 degrees. Brr! I brought the new orchid in from the car, hoping it won’t freeze overnight. We’ve seen cars with snow on

Well, all the important things went fine–the surgery, Dad’s recovery–just all the auxiliary stuff got crazy. After BrotherTwo and I left the hospital Thursday, Dad had to get his catheter put back in, which he was MOST UNHAPPY about. But, as the surgeon explained, they just did a perfectly successful and very complicated robotic surgery

Dad continues to improve marvelously, though he did sleep poorly last night, as one does in the hospital. But he is on track for checkout tomorrow, and they’ve upgraded him to “solid” food today. You can see how excited he is about that (and what hospitals mean by solid food): I was able to take

Greetings from the surgical waiting room at Mt. Zion-UCSF hospital in San Francisco! We talked to the surgeon a little bit ago and she was thrilled to tell us that Dad came through the surgery just fabulously and everything went as they’d hoped. She removed the tumor and left the kidney intact; she saw no

We have made it safely to Yreka, and are tired tired tired! I spent most of the day weathering a massive allergy/sinus/whatever attack…it has easily fended off several Benadryls and a DayQuil, though now it does seem to be settling down a bit. Just in time for bed. Perhaps I’m not getting enough rest…I’ll get

We’re done with OryCon; it seemed…a bit off this year, and I don’t think it was just because of the snafu with me and the program. (No bio in the program either–nothing. Like I wasn’t there.) Though we saw lots of good folks, it seems as though the critical mass wasn’t quite what it could