Fenceline

Being back from two weeks in the northern Wisconsin woods means chores, puttering, and catching up (good thing I know how forgiving Blipfolk are). It also means missing fly fishing on a backwood's pond (no stories about the one that got away, I did catch a lot of panfish and smallies though).

Today's mono-Monday "low-key" contribution was snapped when, having taken Rags (aka Ash) to the vets for a shot, I had a bit of time on my hands waiting for the tech to bring him back outside to where I was parked in the lot.

I started off the morning with a "virtual" appointment with my Kidney doc back in Florida. Once again I heard those wonderful words "no change" - still stage three. One of the more ironic elements of being a liver transplant recipient is that the meds that keep my body from rejecting the new organ, create a new set of issues (in my case Chronic Kidney Disease and Glaucoma). Still I just passed my nine year anniversary and I know I'm a lucky and blessed guy.

He did mention that the CDC is now recommending a booster shot of the Pfizer vaccine for transplant recipients, given a less than optimal projection for long term protection. I'll speak to the transplant team next week - I certainly want to get it before we travel to Salt Lake in September and definitely before returning to Florida (a Delta hot spot) in October.

Ahhh, but I ramble. Back blips and catching up with journals are at the top of my "to do" list. Be well blipfolk ... and the adventure continues.