Feeling groovy, or tired, or both
I'm now on maintenance with Revlimid - a mere 10 mg a day for 3 weeks and then a week off (am I repeating myself? Dunno - memory's not what it used to be.) I am reliably informed that I can have a beer or two as well as some non-alcoholic Clausthaler. Considering Clausthaler's healthy ingredients like malt, it probably qualifies as a health food. Anyway, this is my week off and I am making the most of it as I certainly feel better when not guzzling even the small Revlimid torpedoes.
Susan & I drove to High Point over the weekend (I drove there and didn't doze off once though the lane wandering warning in her new car did talk to me a few times) for parents' weekend at the university. Sam has joined the improv group, Charcoal Pony, and they have taken him onboard as if they've known him for years.
I'm getting plenty of enjoyable exercise - reffed 3 soccer games last weekend including a women's game which was a hoot: they all knew each other and apologised to each other for what could have passed for fouls. Today I risked the bike for just over an hour, having promised Susan to stay on the flat at Biltmore. I did go a wee way up the path to the house and quickly discovered that I'm not as fit as I thought I was so somewhat churlishly pointed my bike in the downhill direction before flaking out in the long grass to pant and drink water. I met a couple my age who were heading up as I reached the bottom and I gave them all manner of helpful advice on which way to go etc.
This morning I had a nice chat with a lady from American Airlines - they had changed Susan & Sam's flight to LA so that it would give them a convenient 25 minutes to change to an international flight. The flight back they had changed so that it left 25 minutes before they arrived. Fortunately the lady I dealt with wasn't in Bangalore, didn't thank me for my patience repeatedly but did change the flights to some that are within half an hour of the originals. I can only assume that a football team or something booked the entire plane for one of their flights so they got booted off. Considering I'm a frequent flier and have one of their credit cards which I use with gay abandon, I was more than a little miffed that Susan & Sam got bumped this long before the flight.
Meanwhile, other than the long drive on Wednesday to Wake Forest, this looks like a quiet week. I have a couple of pre-calculus tutoring sessions lined up with a friend of Sam's and that's about it. My freshmen (my entire programming class except for 1 student) are out on Tuesday and Wednesday along with half my robotics class so this'll be a great opportunity to fill in a few blanks in those courses.
Susan & I drove to High Point over the weekend (I drove there and didn't doze off once though the lane wandering warning in her new car did talk to me a few times) for parents' weekend at the university. Sam has joined the improv group, Charcoal Pony, and they have taken him onboard as if they've known him for years.
I'm getting plenty of enjoyable exercise - reffed 3 soccer games last weekend including a women's game which was a hoot: they all knew each other and apologised to each other for what could have passed for fouls. Today I risked the bike for just over an hour, having promised Susan to stay on the flat at Biltmore. I did go a wee way up the path to the house and quickly discovered that I'm not as fit as I thought I was so somewhat churlishly pointed my bike in the downhill direction before flaking out in the long grass to pant and drink water. I met a couple my age who were heading up as I reached the bottom and I gave them all manner of helpful advice on which way to go etc.
This morning I had a nice chat with a lady from American Airlines - they had changed Susan & Sam's flight to LA so that it would give them a convenient 25 minutes to change to an international flight. The flight back they had changed so that it left 25 minutes before they arrived. Fortunately the lady I dealt with wasn't in Bangalore, didn't thank me for my patience repeatedly but did change the flights to some that are within half an hour of the originals. I can only assume that a football team or something booked the entire plane for one of their flights so they got booted off. Considering I'm a frequent flier and have one of their credit cards which I use with gay abandon, I was more than a little miffed that Susan & Sam got bumped this long before the flight.
Meanwhile, other than the long drive on Wednesday to Wake Forest, this looks like a quiet week. I have a couple of pre-calculus tutoring sessions lined up with a friend of Sam's and that's about it. My freshmen (my entire programming class except for 1 student) are out on Tuesday and Wednesday along with half my robotics class so this'll be a great opportunity to fill in a few blanks in those courses.
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