A Night Out

Finally, a day/night when I felt well enough to venture into the exciting world of Provincetown (Ptown) night life. Patty, and our friends Maria and Robbyn, went out to hear Kate Clinton do her comedy routine - "Climate Change" -last night - the early show, at 7:00 - at a club in Ptown. For those of you who don't know this town, I can tell you that there's lots of activity here on summer nights, from the endless parade of people watching people, to the many shows, street theater and concerts. One year, we were walking down Commercial Street at about 8:00 at night, and a car full of tourists rolled down their windows and asked, "Is there something special going on in town tonight? The street is really busy." We laughed and said "It's like this every night in the summer."

Kate lived in Massachusetts - as a teacher, in fact - before she took her humor on the road, so I've been to see many, many shows over the years. So, being able to see her this week felt like a special treat, and being able to laugh long and loud an extra wonderful part of the package. Her humor is mostly political, and I won't try to remember any of her great lines, but she did have a section about "Things I hope never to do again before I die." Examples I remember . . . sitting on the tarmac at Newark waiting for permission for the airplane to move, enduring a 21-month presidential campaign. Like me, she turns 60 this year, so we definitely share "generational humor," and perhaps she is thinking about her mortality too because of this milestone birthday.(She's a comedienne, and I don't mean to project my situation onto hers, it's just something I thought of . . . )

Patty, in her irrepressible fashion, managed to speak briefly to Kate before the show, and tell her my story, so after the show, I got a couple of hugs and kisses and Patty took this photo of us together. I love the photo, and it was great to get out of the house and see the activity of Commercial Street. I'm pleased to report that the new wheelchair travels much more smoothly than the first we had. (Patty is still smarting from the responses to my comments about her speedwork with the first wheelchair.)

Those of you who haven't seen me in a while will notice that I'm decidedly jaundiced, and that I've lost a lot of weight. Both of those are part of my new reality. The bilirubin that creates jaundice is draining through the stents, I think, because the jaundice doesn't seem to be worsening, but clearly some of the bile is not draining. I'm struggling with my digestive system, too, both with nausea and constipation. Yuck! For the last few days, the pain has been pretty manageable.

I'm glad we are here, and I've enjoyed the change of scenery, and Patty and the kids have enjoyed the beach and town.I have not made it out of the house before last night, and that has been disappointing, but it is what it is. My life is winding down.