So most of the time it’s all about George. Or at least we pretend it’s all him. After all, he’s 88-years-old. But when my sister is around, it’s often all about her. Every day she’s gone to visit some other knitter or some friend. Today, however, she took some time to flood the laundry room and throw away the bathroom rugs. She said they were, well, stained. As anyone who lives with men should know, everything on a bathroom floor gets stained. I don’t know how she’s avoided it unless Peter pees sitting down (doubtful), exclusively pees outside (also doubtful since they live in the city now), or she just follows him into the bathroom with a scrub brush (most likely since she’s kind of nutty).

So, at the gym today I was doing some stretching before I left and I noticed my legs looked funny. In fact, they looked a bit swollen above the socks. So I pushed on them and I noticed I had pitting edema. I called my doc and he wasn’t too worried. It’s a side effect of the Gleevec. I remember having the same sort of pitting edema when I running once, but it’s always a weird thing to see. And the only medical training I’ve actually had is for the EMT-1 certification so I can describe things, but I don’t know what to do about them.

Oh, well. I’ve had a stressful couple of days because of doctors. We were supposed to deliver some data to some doctors and I didn’t have the full story of what they needed. So we had to go through several iterations and every iteration they told me that my data was useless and incorrect. Good thing I’ve worked up at OHSU and know that’s just the way they are up there.