1. I just returned from Santa Rosa where I had my 3-month check-up with my rheumatologist. New blood tests to review.
I’m happy to say all my vitals were excellent, my blood was good except for low platelettes and lymphocytes and the presence of the scleroderma antibody. Since my last visit, I have gone from 97 pounds to 102.5. And, best of all, my oxygen level was 99%. Wow! Rosa, who took my vitals, said she rarely sees readings that high. Last time, I was 98%.
Dr. Hoefling says the first five years of the disease generally indicate how it’s going to progress. We don’t know when mine began, but I’m holding steady, not getting worse, and possibly even getting better. Once again, Dr. Hoefling said, “Keep doing what you’re doing.”
2. I’ve been working dilgently on Eternal River, Volume III. Deadline is the end of this month. Deadlines remind me of running before the wolves, throwing meat over my shoulder to keep from being devoured, but they propel me towards my desired goal, so they’re good. It’s an exciting book because fact is stranger, and often more surprising, than fiction, and this book is comprised of true events. I love it!
3. A new arrival from Earthen Vessel’s audio division — Sitting by His Bones audiobook. It’s Lake County Poet Laureate, Emeritus, James BlueWolf, reading his poems in his sonorous, mellifluous voice. Click on the cover to hear James read some of his poetry.
4. All of my fruit trees are bearing like crazy. In the twenty years I’ve lived here, the plum in front has never given so much fruit. Oddly, the birds didn’t eat any. There was nothing wrong with the fruit, evidenced by the deer who have had a feast on whatever fell. My neighbor, Cathy, climbed a ladder several days in a row to pick them for me. She had plenty, too. How delicious and nutritious to pluck them ripe from the tree!
5. This year is turning out to be wonderfully fruitful as well. I didn’t expect it, considering how bleak February looked. But, as the Lord told me, the first thing out of bare branches after winter is blossoms. Then comes the fruit, sweeter and more abundant because, during the time of waiting, roots have gone deep.