Today I taught Mom how to binge-watch a series. We watched “The Hunters” on Prime; as it was my second time through, it was fun talking with Mom about plot twists, etc. It also meant that I really didn’t do much today, but that’s OK. Throughout this process, I’ve really worked hard to always be up, wear non-pajama clothes, take walks (even in the hospital), shower, cook pasta, etc. Today was not one of those days. Dinnertime consisted of watching Episode 10 and finishing the bag of extra cheesy goldfish crackers. They were delicious.
To make up for bingeing all day, I made Mom watch a funny documentary about running Ultramarathons. What can I say? I love inspirational stuff and we didn’t get out to walk today…this was my weird way of making it up to myself, absolving my sins. Plus, I’d already seen “Once Is Enough” and really enjoyed it. I wanted to share the wonderfulness of Hope Pass.
So that’s almost it. I chatted with Andy via FaceTime (twice!), enjoyed joking around and talking about future projects we want to do together. And I cracked open “The All Souls Trilogy” by Deborah Harkness. One of my docs said it was fun – Harry Potter for adults – and I ended up watching Season 1 over the past week or two. But I’m a sucker for good books, and I definitely don’t have the patience to wait for Season 2, so here we are. Plus, there is a love story in there and as I’m missing Andy, well, maybe Diana & Matthew can serve as a temporary distraction.
Now I’m in bed, wearing my hideous red PJ pants (the ones with the flowers) and a black “Run St. Paul” shirt. I give my sweatshirt a 2% chance of surviving the night on my person; not sure if these are hot flashes, but temperature regulation is a challenge at this point. Mom Whack-a-Moled my head and I can hear the dishwasher humming away in the background. I’m trying to not think too hard about post-transplant athletic goals, but they are in the back of my mind – especially after watching a running-themed documentary.
Instead, I’ll crack open Book 1, be careful to not spill my tea, and be grateful for achieving one more day past transplant.