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It has been about a week since last I posted on my blog.  I hope that you inferred that our lives were continuing normally.  In fact, we had a wonderful visit with our daughter and family, celebrating our son-in-law’s birthday and cheering our grandson’s soccer prowess.  On Friday night, we went to our connoisseur wine tasting group.  We actually purchased a rather expensive $10 bottle of cabernet and still we ended up with the “booby” prize.  Years ago, we had been invited to friends’ home for dinner and to enjoy a bottle of aged Rothschild wine that our host had acquired at an auction.  He uncorked the wine at the table, poured a little into a crystal goblet, admired its clarity, carefully sniffed, then sipped it delicately.  Suddenly, he made a horrible face and declared the wine undrinkable.  With that, he rushed to the kitchen and began opening and pouring the entire case down the sink.  I had to restrain Harvey from diving under the sink with his mouth under the drain.  We were rather naive in those days and, for all we knew, the wine might have been the Rothschild equivalent of “two-buck chuck.”  Harvey still maintains that he has never had a glass of wine he didn’t like.

Yesterday, Harvey saw Dr. Colbourn for a routine visit to discuss how he has fared over the past three weeks.  We had to wait about 45 minutes, and when the Dr. finally came in, his right hand was in a very bulky cast.  He said he was running late because he was having difficulty writing.  He then began singing to Harvey.  Neither of us can remember what he was singing or why, but it was a very lighthearted visit.  Earlier in the day, Harvey had a dental appointment, at which time, the dentist found several lesions on his tongue.  Despite Harvey mentioning his recent radiation treatment, the dentist insisted he should see an oral surgeon and have a biopsy.  We were relieved to hear Dr. Colbourn say “forget it!”

Today, Harvey had his second infusion of Yervoy.  The process was exactly the same as the first dose, including the blood letting.  I left him for an hour and a half so that he could relax and nap.  When I returned, they had just removed the line, and we bid everyone goodbye until next time.  I think the Benadryl makes him sleepy, so when we got home, he took his QST magazine to bed with him and slept for a couple of hours.  Tonight, he is overseeing the Ham Radio Club meeting.  He really is amazing!