Last week, Thursday, I went back to Ye Ol’ Kellogg to reunite with all of my oncology peeps for my 3 month checkup. When I told The Girl (this morning) that I was headed here, she said, “Well, it’s pretty obvious you still don’t have cancer anymore.” Aww. In any case, all is well. I’ve even hit a new milestone. After my CT scan in 3 months, I will only need a scan once a year, instead of twice. Woo hoo!
In other news, I got to wear my pussyhat twice this week. First, at our synagogue’s Purim carnival:
And again today, when I went out to clear the driveway and sidewalk. I was very proud of myself for getting the snowblower working, started (I don’t do outside housework) and even refilled the gas tank when it ran out halfway through the driveway. But the doggone thing kept clogging with the snow (it’s a bit heavy), so I abandoned that and broke out the shovel.
It was arms and back day anyway, so I didn’t bother with the gym. I got a plenty good workout the old fashioned way. I’m just annoyed that I didn’t run the fitness tracker on my watch before I started shoveling.
Aaaaannnndddd… it’s snowing even harder now. F- it!