About today

 Here are some facts about today:

It's Sunday

It's grubby and ugly outside. I would love to find an indoor space to relax and read, but guess what? (You already know this) There aren't any. The city, in its ultimate wisdom, refuses to open any indoor spaces for quiet recreation. Cooling centers might be open , but it is Sunday, and they are pretty uninviting anyway. So I have spent most of the day inside.

Early part of the day: WQXR had a set of interviews with black musicians who participated in the classical music field. Interesting insights from the first black Philharmoic violinist, and a conductor whose father was the first black man to be hired to sing at the Metropolitan Opera (Robert McFerrin). Then Musical Director of the Met, Yannick, had his hour in which he spoke about Mozart and played some of his favorite Mozart pieces and some other pieces that he felt were influenced by Mozart. I listened carefully, I wanted to fully absorb his vision.

Later in the day. Lock in the front door of the apartment house became impossible to open. Nervous making. Our handyman Hector, arrived and he and I tried to fix what was going on. Nervous making because sometimes I go to the grocery store late at night or early in the morning. Did not want to be locked out. Finally borrowed another tenant's keys, which for some reason, magically had no problem with the lock, and made copies. I have them now, problem, solved. (I hope)

Reminder: tomorrow afternoon is my interview with the surgeon. She will explain to me what should be done about the growth, and I assume we will take it from there. So this is also a "wait" day---everything kind of stops until we go to the next step with my medical condition. 

"Medical condition" such an odd way of putting it. It seems that not so long ago, I had no"medical condition", I could move around the city, day to night, without worrying about fatigue. But now....

Tonight, will talk to one of my close friends, who is seeing me through this, and probably hear some of the Yankee-Red Sox game (aka, the slaughter of the innocents). Then the morning will come.

So that is it for this blog entry. Sheer facts--will report soon.