We managed to sneak out for a short walk on this lovely day. Each time we pass the creek, there are fishermen casting flies into shallow pools. I don't know what fish are running right now, but I hope they don't catch them. It's nearly impossible for the fish to travel upstream.
We met today with young Dr. S today, the radiologist who is in charge of Mary's radiation treatments. Compassionate, funny and brilliant, she spent a half hour with Mary and then another forty-five minutes with the three of us to explain the options, side effects, and practical matters. All of her explanations were research based and data driven so the decisions were easy to make. We wished Steve's orientation had been as thorough and detailed. Her radiation will begin on Nov. 30 after a "dress rehearsal" and continue for twenty sessions. The good news is that it's a few weeks less than we expected. She's decided to travel into Roswell for all the treatments and I can see why. The care is really superior.
As we entered Roswell, receptionists were asking people if they had traveled to or had contact with people in West Africa. They haven't asked us that before. Interesting. The ebola scare is over and only Guinea has remaining cases.
I spent the morning on the organizing personnel chapter and basically finished it. One part I don't like is the conclusion. It's heavy handed and slow. The title stinks, too. Tomorrow, I'll hit it again after I work on something else for a few hours to refresh my brain. With rain coming tomorrow after a couple fabulous days, I won't be distracted.
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