Saturday, May 14, 2016

Forageneuring season begins

Yale offered to take us out to Indiana county for a morchella and allium tricoccum hunting trip. Ramps and Morels!

We collected a small sample of cup fungus and a fern too, but they weren't edible

We rode the Ghost Town trail. We saw the Eliza Furnace, beaver dams and found a small number of morels, both the yellow and black varieties. Yale has an excellent eye for them. I relaxed while they dug up bagloads of ramps. I helped to transport them back to the car. I peed in the woods. It was a good and productive day.
Marko sauteed the morels in butter, they were very tasty. Ramps are delicious as well, we've had them in omelettes and on pizza so far and the freezer is full of them.

The Eliza Furnace

Beaver dam

A gorgeous day on a new-to-me trail!

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Chemo- 1 ; Red -152

I'm 24 weeks into chemo treatments, I have 3 more to go.  
Just 3 more weeks. 

Chemo kept me at home today, not feeling well enough to venture out on the bike for the Cinco DeMayo ride. I was looking forward to tacos and friends and bikes.
The side effects are wearing on me. I'm tired, have frequent bouts with hot flashes, sleeplessness, gastric issues, nausea, nose bleeds, dry mouth, hairloss, and now my fingers and toes are going numb. I've been dealing with those annoying problems fairly well, but by now, I'm counting down the days to the bell ringing.
I'd learned that on someone's last day of chemo, the infusion center has a bell that they ring afterwards to celebrate.
Here's an article about the woman who donated the bell to the center.

On the days that chemo hasn't whooped my ass:

I ran into the Bike Bird, finally.

I learned my Schwalbe Marathon Plus tires will succumb to carpet tacks.