Hard to believe that we're already nearly into the third month of this rather strange summer....
The constipation management plan worked again - no problems during the evening session at Tower Petanque. I played really badly at first but got it together later on and played some good boules winning a couple of ends, and I was on the winning team in both the matches I played. So not too bad overall. Nothing more until possibly a friendly session at Ongar this afternoon, so I took double senna late last night.
I really hate this need to constantly manage the bowels, but it has to be done. Otherwise it would be the glycerine suppositories again, and I really don't want to reach that point another time,although I'm prepared for it.
Some activity on the facebook myeloma group has led me to re-think my decisions about transplant, COVID, and consolidation treatment, and it has confirmed my decision to defer transplant for as long as possible, if ever. I don't want to go through transplant and a year of recovery unless it's an absolute last resort, and I don't see that coming. I hope...
I've been trying - without success so far - to get some video of the sparks generated by boules, which are only visible when it gets dark - and Tower Petanque has floodlights which allow play to go on long enough. Instead of that, I have some video of the big grass carp in our big pond. He's put on a lot of weight since we moved him there, and he's doing a great job of keeping the blanket weed under control.
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