A Quiet Blogging Day

After all the energy and emotion of writing and posting about "meltdowns" over the past two days, I needed to just sit back, regroup, and breathe.

My own meltdown is safely over for now, as is the bronchitis, although I will be interviewing a new oncologist in a couple of weeks, which is bound to be stressful, and I'm preparing for mediation/arbitration with my younger son's dad in early June, which will also be stressful. (Note the careful understatement here.)

Also squeezing in a trip to Tucson in mid-May to see the world's greatest oncologist, who was my doctor for more than eight years until he decided to head for the sun. I don't begrudge him that, he worked incredibly hard for decades, and now I get to go and see him in Tucson a couple of times a year.

I discovered that I love the desert. Cacti. Wonderful clean air. Creepy crawly things.

I'm going to buy a sun-proof shirt before I go to protect against any further sun damage that could bring up another melanoma. And sunscreen, of course.

Today, my two volunteer worlds collided when I took little Percival, the foster kitten, with me to First Place when I went in to teach Japanese. It was wonderful. The kids, most of whom live in shelters and can't have pets, were excited, but also very gentle with this tiny animal.

They all wanted to hold him, and I taught them the Japanese words for cat (neko) and kitten (koneko). So that was fun.

After all the excitement, Percival, now about 10 days old, is sound asleep in his crate in the bathroom, and I think I'm headed for an afternoon nap as well.

@ Jeanne Sather 2007.