Well, it turns out that we got one pretty big storm for this time of year. Eventual totals near a foot being reported nearby. We could see maybe 10" on our indicators (benches, barbecues). It cleaned up next day just fine with the petroleum tools (blade; blower). I participated since I could spend my time in the truck driving. Hardest part was clearing the snow from the truck, since it sits in the shade on the north side of our house.
Things have played out much as expected. My appetite has improved steadily since the Velcade push last Thursday and the prednisone Friday. I got the usual freaky dreams--the elves last night telling me that they were still at work and I wasn't done yet, tingling in fingers, toes, lips, and foot soles, exhaustion, constipation, and on. But I was well enough by Sunday to consider a journey to SLC to see the NY Voices in concert Monday eve. Kicked back at Midvale II all day Monday, then made the show. Friends of jazz there were pleased to see me, baldness and all. Shortly after we went to Walgreen's upon the return to Cache Valley to start drastic anti-constipation measures, it all worked out! I just knew if I took that step, it would be unnecessary. Very relieved. (Don't mean all these punners, but there they are.)
Lisa and Kay drive up tomorrow for the holiday. I see AbJ one week from tomorrow for a consult. Hope you all out there have a grand, stress-free Turkey Day.
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