So far, B seems to be doing ok after the immunotherapy infusion. It’s 2 drugs, and the infusion time is way shorter than the others. So, I’m grateful, and fingers crossed, he doesn’t have some reaction in the next few days.

I’m thankful my daughter drove him down so I had some time alone in the house. I pottered around and did a few odd jobs. Then, when I went to get him, I stopped at Costco for gas and then Winco for groceries.

I’m grateful that we’ve had lovely weather and haven’t had to have any fires in the wood stove. So nice to not need them. Our yard looks so pretty this time of year.

We call that the White Tree of Gondor. It’s the tree in LOTR that came from Numenor.

The pink tree is a red bud.

I’m grateful to be up and about, even with my knee. I still haven’t been able to schedule the MRI. The phone wait is ridiculous. After 10 minutes, I gave up. I did that 3 times already. I’ll try again today.

I’m very grateful my son came up and did some miscellaneous chores for us. It was things like taking down the twinkly lights that were burned out, gas up the truck, fixing the railing outside, and a few other things. He’s a wonderful young man.

Today is open, although I am considering Costco because I need vitamins, and they are on sale right now. It’s early yet, so I’ll think about it. I know I want to avoid all the Easter shoppers over the weekend.

A close-up of the white tree.