June 21, 2016
There has not been much to write about. I’ve lost track of time. Don’t go out much. Sister Barbara complains that I don’t talk about anything but poop. It’s my life now.
Ah, Clostridium Difficile. A nasty bug, indeed. I did not get any better with the second round of Metronidazole and made an appointment with a gastroenterologist. His office is only a mile away so I did not need to take Imodium to make it there. He said the Metronidazole was not working and prescribed the second line of defense, Vancomycin. I’m taking 500 mg every six hours for fourteen days and am finally beginning to see progress. Not cured. Still contagious.
Andy is going stir crazy and wants to go out to lunch, or the grocery and drug stores. They are all only a little over a mile away, but I still end up spending half the time in the ladies room. It makes going out way too stressful.
Daughter Kathy has come to visit us on the weekends, risking exposure to the dreaded C-diff.
Here is Sao parked next to Sister Barbara’s house.
Barbara told me about a recipe she had seen for a Hummingbird Cake from Southern Living magazine. It is their most-requested recipe ever. So we decided to make it. With three layers, the cake is extra-large and there was enough icing to frost two cakes more than adequately. Here is the result.
The neighbor was getting part of her driveway repaved. One of the men came to Barbara’s house and asked if she wanted them to use some of their extra asphalt to pave part of her driveway. She called her husband Tom and they decided on the stretch of driveway from the road to the parking area. I’ve seen paving operations along the highways, but never stopped to watch up close. It looks like hot and heavy work.
Our niece Jessica and her husband Christian came for a visit and we served the Hummingbird Cake. It was incredibly sweet. I could not finish my slice. The cake was nice though I think we should have only used half the frosting we did. Jessica volunteered to serve.
Here is a better look at the young couple.
On the bright side, I have spent a lot of time working on Big Creek. I think it is improving with every read-through. I am getting sick of it. Half the time, when I wake up in the night, I think I am still in Big Creek. I’m not sure if I see a light at the end of the editing tunnel or not. Maybe a flicker.
One day, in the afternoon, when I thought the “episodes” were over, we went to visit Nephew Jesse. He is working as a physicist at the Patuxent Naval Air Station. First, we had pizza at our old haunt, Niccoletti’s. This picture is for my kids, who played in the children’s play area years ago.
Here Jesse and Andy are munching salads and waiting for lunch.
Afterwards, Jesse took us to show us where he works. Incredible coincidence, he is working in the same building where I worked. He works in a lab on the first floor near my office that was on the second floor. Another coincidence, we also works in a lab in the building next door, where daughter Jennifer worked during her college years.
p.s. I made the trip, several hours long, with no incidents or accidents.