I Am the Queen

My sister bought me a T-shirt (mine is a burgundy color):

I’ve worn it a lot this summer and it always generates a lot of comments. This is also the T-shirt I used as the pattern for the ones I’ve been making, because it fits me nicely.

In case anyone had any doubts, yes, I am the queen. Of the coop, if nothing else.

I saw the cardiologist yesterday. He recommends a cardiac ablation, which is a (relatively) simple procedure to inactivate the part of the heart muscle that is causing the atrial flutters. He said, “Given your medical history, this will be the procedural equivalent of having a tooth filled.” And it should resolve the problem completely. I asked if it could be put off until the fall, when things are slightly less chaotic, and he said yes. I have an echocardiogram scheduled for the first week of September. We will re-evaluate after that. He himself has had this procedure, which was reassuring. I am wearing a heart monitor for a week and I have to stay on one of the medications which was prescribed in the ER. I am off the anti-platelet drug and taking a baby aspirin daily, instead.

[Doctors always comment on the fact that I speak the language, but it certainly cuts down on wasted time and misunderstandings. I was also reminded, while reciting my long and complicated family medical history, how much havoc has been wreaked by that one MTHFR mutation.]

DD#1 texted us this picture last night:

It’s a black bear. She said that it walked up over the rocks from the beach and into their yard (she took the picture from their living room window). Having grown up in Montana, she is no stranger to wildlife, but that’s pretty close.

DD#2 is moving to a new apartment, but not by choice; her landlady’s daughter needs a place to live, so the landlady told the four girls currently living in the house that she wasn’t going to renew their lease at the end of August. DD#2 and one of her roommates (also a Gonzaga grad) will be moving to an apartment. They’ll be paying more in rent, unfortunately, because the housing market in Seattle is as nuts as it is in other parts of the country. I am just happy that she has a safe place to live. Nordstrom plans to have them come into the (downtown) office three days a week every other week, but the rest of the time she will be working from home. And she has been given more responsibility at her job as a merchandise analyst, which is no surprise. She’s good at negotiating, though, so I expect she’ll point that out at her next review and suggest that she be compensated accordingly.

I’m going to try to get ahead of the heat and get some work done in the garden this morning while it’s cool. We’re supposed to be close to 100 on Sunday. The binding attachments for my coverstitch machine came yesterday. I might play around with those this afternoon.