another Sunday....

 Radiation finished---st ill greatful for the terrific staff at the radiation center---made coming there every weekday morning really safe and meaningful. Now mornings are free--less structure---celebrated my first free morning day by not washing up! Not great huh? But the day was so ugly---so little chance to leave the apartment, it did not really matter. With radiation over, I find that my body goes through changes---sometimes very energetic; some times lethargic. As a result i have very few plans for the day---I try to get out when I can----this afternoon is supposed to be mild---so hopefully I can move around some then.

I see the blood oncologist tomorrow, then, maybe one other trip to them this month. In three weeks I have a ct scan and visits to two doctors. Will find out then what the future holds. For now, I am left in limbo---not a bad place to be after the five weeks at the radiation center. How will I spend my time? Not sure---once again will have to test my body each day. Will I ever reach full---that is pre pandemic strength---again? And what about Friends? Will they have a public graduation and senior dinner that I can attend? Hope so, but the days are getting closer.

Can keep very busy in the apartment following baseball. Do not have the package, but still can follow any game pitch by pitch on the baseball web site. Of course, can't see it---just get the report, but that seems to be enough for me right now. It is still very hard for me to read in the apartment. Waiting to get into The Turner House; I have read most of the first three chapters---really enjoying it---but restlessness gets the better of me when I am not at the computer. Also, I have Hemingway's A Movable Feast---read the first chapter and really enjoyed it---but same problem. As I sit here I think of the Fiction Center in Brooklyn, across the street from BAM. How I loved going there--just sitting at a table, sipping coffee and reading. That is how it should be. Do I have the stamina to make a visit there now, from my apartment on the upper west side? Don't know. And have they re-opened there coffee venue? Do not know that either. Just remember how much I liked being there in the summer and fall of 19, and the very powerful novel called The Not Wives, by Moore that I read completely at the Center. There is no place like it in Manhattan, and definitely not on the upper west side. Must be content with "browsing through the neighborhood Barnes and Noble--not the greatest--but...? 

That should be all for now. Maybe with more time on my hands, can increase volume---we shall see.