In non leukemia related news, I dug the broccoli plants out from 29+ days of weeds. They're still there and very tiny and fragile. We'll see how they do now. They were exposed to the sun for fewer than twenty minutes when the first cabbage moth came along.
I went to Portsmouth and had a tea with Patrick. I think we have made plans two or three times that have been cancelled at the last minute due to doctor appointments, surprise consults, etc. It was nice to get to sit outside Breaking New Grounds and chat for a while.
I also wove a little bit, but I am currently very frustrated with it and don't want to talk about it. I am glad my loom is too big to go to the hospital with me.
Since there's not much news, here are a couple of very sweet pictures of me and Ellie from when I first came back from induction.
This cute little dog from the other side of town was wandering around our backyard when we were trying to go to the grocery store so Emily and I took it over to the police station. It was very different from our dog who weighs 60 pounds. When I patted my lap, the dog jumped right up. It felt no heavier than a paperback book as it landed. Evidently the dog has a rap sheet because the policeman said, "I know this dog." Our dog leashes are all too big to fit into the little tiny d-ring on its collar. Cute. Dog tags don't have a phone number or address on them anymore so we couldn't just take the dog home. I hope its people don't get a fine.