Monday, February 23 - Friday, February 27: Recap

It was a long, busy, cold week. Greta is between winter and spring sports seasons, so it was a little bit of a juggle to figure out her 3pm pickup each day (luckily Andrew had lots of flexibility this week to get her). Lucia is between seasons too but is going to musical rehearsal every day and then running by herself afterward. Greta went to her first Science Bowl meet on Friday.

Andrew somehow got a 24-hour stomach bug late this week, so we cranked up the air purifier, I grudgingly wore a mask around the house, and I slept in the attic. Having a battered immune system is such a hassle. However, knock on wood, I'm otherwise feeling completely fine, except for some minor swelling of my fingers (I checked with the nurse; nothing to be concerned about)--and finished the first cycle of meds on Friday. Now I have a week off (the four-week schedule is three weeks of pills and one week of no pills), and then the next cycle begins with another fulvestrant injection and a new round of kisqali. 

Construction is ticking along. The wood planks for a new kitchen floor have been laid. More electrical work has been completed. The wiring for the AV system (TV, some speakers) has been installed. All windows are in. It doesn't look any more like an actual room than it did at the beginning of the week, but these behind-the-scenes activities will (I trust) eventually lead to more visibly exciting things like drywall and cabinets. 

Friday, Andrew was coming up to the attic to see me (I was working from home), and encountered Nutmeg on the landing. She did not come the rest of the way up, and, instead, apparently went down the stairs and turned up in Andrew's office. She clearly knows how to go down the stairs, even though we've never actually witnessed her doing it. I think she's intimidated by the steepness of the top portion of the attic stairs (and it's quite steep, and she's so little--I don't blame her). I really need for Nutmeg to not embrace her stair-descending skills until after the construction is done. It's bad enough that Farrah loves hanging out with the construction crew, demanding praise and attention; I'm not sure what the guys would do if a rabbit started hopping around too, doing her best to get in the way.