Getting out and about quite a bit more.

If you’ve been reading my posts more closely than they deserve you may recall Nancy and I watched the movie “Moneyball” at about the time my condition was bottoming at the hospital. Actually, due to an inept handling of the remote control, I watched the first hour or so twice. Well, a couple of nights ago we watched it again and I can say that I could not find a single scene that was familiar. I remember that I did not much enjoy my hospital stay, but the drugs do seem to have suppressed a good deal of the worst.

It’s a decent movie, by the way. There’s some serious power in the major stars, and the on-field action (what isn’t just taken from archival MLB broadcast footage) is pretty believable. With the benefit of a Netflix DVD rather than hospital streaming I was able to watch the extra features which mention that all the players were cast with guys who’d at least played college ball and even some pros. The one exception plays Scott Hatteberg, who has given his blessing to the portrayal of his awkward performance learning first base after injury ended his catching career. Nancy mentioned that it’s the first baseball movie we’ve seen that didn’t bother to graft on a love story.

Nancy was amused by my last post. There was a popular poster in the 1970s with the slogan “Expose Yourself To Art.”

There are good days and bad days but the slow upward trend is clear. If things continue as they have I’m guessing that in a month or so I’ll feel better than I have in years. The only issue then will be how much I can expose myself to the world.

This may be my last post for a while just because there’s so little report. That’s a good thing..

I’m cleared to visit uncrowded restaurants, drink alcohol, drive, help with the housework, and all sorts of other things (not all at the same time, of course). Nancy’s life should get a lot better. My energy remains low but lab work was all normal other than hemoglobin. Still almost no memory of the worst part and that’s probably good.