A fine way to end the week

Yvonne is doing so well that the clinic visits will drop from 2 per week to 1.  The next visit is on Tuesday and besides the usual suspects we will meet with the surgeon.  It will be the first time I'll talk to him since the surgery.  You may recall I didn't see him that day either...

I also should mention that the reddish colored urine was a single incident. So really not a concern.

But the subject of this post is about how much fun yesterday was.  particularly yesterday afternoon.

Kathy came over following her doctor visit and reported that all was well.  In two weeks she can resume totally normal activities. Hurray!!

Earlier I had suggested to Yvonne that once Kathy gets here that we go up to the roof.  This idea was met with resistance.  Too cold. Too windy.  Too much trouble. Blah, blah, blah, blah blah.  Didn't matter, I knew we were going to the roof.

Kathy was in the living room when her husband Bob arrived after parking the car.  He was in shorts. "Nice day out there?" I queried.  They both responded how beautiful it was.  Indeed the NYC  forecast was for sunny skies approaching 80 degrees.

So I suggested we go upstairs and looked at Yvonne assuring her if it was cold or windy we'd return to the apartment.  Well it was nothing short of perfect weather!  Clear, sunny, gentle breeze and warm.

I quickly made a trip down and back with water, ice tea, cheese, crackers, and the party was underway.  We were joined by a neighbor who just happened to be up there, then by  two of Yvonne's coworkers, then another neighbor. The change of venue was very welcome as we've been spending way too may hours in our living room.

Earlier in the day we went for a short walk to the East River and back which I estimate is just over half a mile.  I will try to get her out every day weather permitting.

But I unfortunately have to close on a down note.  It started Friday afternoon and again over night... Yvonne noticed a secretion from the incision. It is not blood and we aren't sure if it is a problem or not.

Damn it if these things don't ALWAYS seem to pop up at the worst time!!  Friday at 5 PM was the first sign of this.  The Transplant clinic is Mon-Fri/7AM-5PM so if anything needs to be done or just looked at... it means a visit to the dreaded ER.  We are now awaiting a call back from the covering transplant physician to discuss that very topic.  In this case you could safely assume that "no news" = "good news".