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Ways to get ready

So I've put together a list of ways to get ready:


  1. I had a massage this week. It felt so terrific that I think I'll do it again, and soon!
  2. I'm having a bone density test tomorrow morning; good to have a benchmark before the radiation beats the crap out of my bones.
  3. I'm doing yoga nearly just about every other morning.
  4. I'm practicing fiddle now because I'm pretty sure that I won't feel like playing with lumpectomies in both breasts 😞
I'm also trying to get to the gym three times a week; this week coming up I might actually make it, since Anne is driving (yay!!!) and can get herself to PT.

And I'm doing a workshop with my colleague (and friend!) Holly all day Thursday.

Since our vacation to visit Civil War battle sites has basically been shit-canned we're watching Civil War movies instead. I took Gettysburg out of the library. It's four and half hours long, and renting it from Netflix would only give us either twenty-four or forty-eight hours to watch it. The library gives us a week.

The movie is based on the book The Killer Angels by Michael Shaara, a book I learned about from reading a book by his son, Jeffrey Shaara, Civil War Battlefields. I had no idea that he was a novelist; to me, he was a "tour guide." In the book about the Civil War battlefields that I was reading to prepare for our trip he mentioned the book by his father, that was the basis of the movie Gettysburg.

So I read The Killer Angels and really enjoyed it, and now we're watching the movie, and next we'll watch Gods and Generals which is based on Jeffrey Shaara's book by the same name.

We'll get to take our vacation. Just not when we had planned it.


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