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Nov 7, 2019 09:37PM
Nov 7, 2019 09:42PM
I hear you, Jackie. What drives me nuts is how many people think I spell my name "Sandi" or even "Sandie." I'm ok with it ending in "y." Always have been. Never been one for foo-foo cutesiness anyway: first person who writes "Sandi" with a heart instead of a dot over the "i" is gonna get a boatload of invective--being over 65 means we have a license to cuss! (At least those of us with no religious restrictions).
My PCP is a boomer himself--he was Bob's Chief Resident at UIC Hospital, but because Bob took 5 years to get his PhD before med school he's the same age as we are. Same with the dentist. And my MO is only a decade younger. So we don't get condescended to...yet.
Rummaged through my old clothes brought down from the attic and found the pink suede trucker jacket I bought at a Boca Raton Costco in 2005. (Also wanted lime green, but they were out of XL back then. My mom snagged an S, however). I'm really loving pulling outfits together these days. Saw the podiatrist yesterday, and he remarked my toenails weren't ingrown enough to be operated on so long as I need to be active & on my feet. (Toenail surgery requires at least a day or two of downtime, wearing sandals and elevating the foot). So we'll do the ingrown toenail surgeries in Dec., after the run of the Bar Show is done and we've played the WDCB "Holiday Hoot" Tues. night Dec. 12. (7-10pm CST--our time slot TBD). If you're in the Chicago area, it's on 90.9 FM; but also streaming online at wdcb.org. Meanwhile, he did a great job trimming my calluses (I don't let the pedicurist go near them with anything stronger than a pumice stone or emery foot file). My shoes fit better, and my socks are looser & comfier already.
So the DirecTV guy came by today--he said the landscaper did a proper splice, but the cabling itself had deteriorated with age. He replaced the entire cable, from dish to the house, and everything is back to normal. Bob will be happy that he won't have to figure out how to switch to the basic cable (which is bundled with the landline and Internet) to watch his sports channels--but in the interim he's been having a blast ordering Alexa to bring up various shows on Amazon Prime. (Our TV in the den is Alexa-enabled, but I haven't set up the Amazon Echo I got for free last year--I find the whole concept a bit creepy). We didn't set up the Internet on our fridge, have an old-school thermostat, use light switches, have a brass knocker on the front door rather than a doorbell (regular or "Ring"). When we switched our home phone to RCN from AT&T, it went from conventional landline to VOIP--when the 'net goes down we have to use our cells. I refuse to ditch the basic cable, since satellite goes out in storms and we're too clase to the lakefront high-rises for decent antenna reception. And I won't ditch the DirecTV because it has HBO & Showtime. (We don't get out to movies except during Oscar season, due to Bob's work schedule and my occasional rehearsals & gigs--who knows, we may see a flick in London when we go there in a couple of weeks). I guess that makes me a Luddite, even though I use more and more apps these days. The "Internet of Things" sort of skeeves me out. Too Orwellian, if you ask me.
Decided that except when it gets super-cold in the house, I like wearing scrubs as lounging PJs, instead of nighties or actual PJs. I can always throw a hoodie or jacket on over them. (I'm resisting wearing cardigan sweaters--too geriatric for my tastes. They seem one step away from tucking a tissue into my sleeve cuff and keeping hard candies in my purse).
Diagnosed at 64 on routine annual mammo, no lump. OncotypeDX 16. I cried because I had no shoes...but then again, I won’t get blisters....
9/9/2015, IDC, Right, 1cm, Stage IA, Grade 2, 0/4 nodes, ER+/PR+, HER2- (IHC)
9/23/2015 Lumpectomy: Right
11/2/2015 3DCRT: Breast
12/31/2015 Femara (letrozole)