1. Despite finding it easy to be content staying home many days, I also know that I lived nearly thirty-five years in (or near) Eugene and I dearly miss the many people I used to teach, socialize, worship, take pictures, and yak with. People very important to me also live in New York and Virginia and I loved living in Greenbelt, Maryland and roaming around Washington, DC and other places in the eastern USA.
I have an appointment on Monday, October 28th with the transplant team.
On October 26th, it will have been six months since I received a kidney transplant.
How close am I to being able to fly, say to Baltimore, relatively safely? How about in March? Or mid-April?
It seems to me that a drive to Oregon in early December shouldn't be a problem.
After all, I drove to and I spent three nights at the Wildhorse Resort just three weeks ago, protected myself, and didn't contract any illness.
I think that's a good sign.
I'll see on Monday what the pros at the Providence Sacred Heart Kidney and Pancreas Transplant have to say.
2. As I've played Bach Radio on Spotify, from time to time a piece of music comes on that stops me, mesmerizes me, and calls up feelings that I think should be attached to specific memories, but I can't seem to locate the memories. It's a vocal piece, but I've been moved by a rendition arranged for piano, without a vocalist. This gorgeous composition comes from Bach's Hunting Cantata and translates into English as "Sheep May Safely Graze".
If any of you reading this post recognize this tune and can tell me if it was part of a movie or television soundtrack or accompanied something else I might have heard it on, I'd be most appreciative.
3. Debbie called me from Radio Brewing late this afternoon and wondered if I'd like her to bring home dinner. I was poised to make Korean rice bowls for dinner, but I kind of liked the idea of taking a night off from cooking and I said, "Yeah. That would be good." I'll build the rice bowls on Friday!
She brought home a Philly Cheese Steak sandwich with a pasta salad for us to split and it hit the spot.
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