Happy Easter from Kansas City

Happy Easter!

Just a quick little post to say all is well, but not much to report.  Fred is feeling pretty good and I’m extremely thankful for that and the continued support we receive from our friends and family.   

We woke to heavy snow, which turned to rain by 11:30 when we went to Easter service at a small local church around the corner.  By 1:00 we were off to brunch with the sun shining, but still about 40 degrees out.  The high comes around 6pm!  The weather here is insane and all over the map. Quickly. 

We have settled into a routine where the week days are primarily spent in the apartment.  I work.  If the weather permits, Fred takes a walk to grab a newspaper at the local Kwick-E-Mart, reads, naps when tired, and catches up on TV.  We eat well with me cooking all the time and I occasionally call down to the leasing office to see if the gals are interested in what’s on the lunch menu that day.  We try and hit the fitness center a few times a week for light cardio and weights to keep somewhat in shape (although not like when I am teaching).    We tried a local vegan restaurant in the basement of a Unitarian Church.  Fred liked it.  Yay!  I was excited beyond belief and would eat there every day if I could.  Ginger mushroom street tacos with eggplant and fermented cabbage anybody?  (Oh, how Fred indulges me!)

Another Museum!

So, this weekend I indulged Fred and we checked out the National World War I Museum and Memorial.  Not my thing at all.  I am not a history buff and I hate war. Period.  But Fred, on the other hand… well this is right up his alley.  He is a history fiend.



We took an elevator up the 217-foot Liberty Memorial and then walked 45 steps to the cold and windy observation tower -- for a spectacular view of downtown.

It rained all morning, which was fine by us as we were in the fitness center.  By the time we showered and were out the door, it was only windy and cold.  Huge bonus that it wasn't raining. 

The museum has incredibly comprehensive artifacts from the first World War with all nationalities represented.  The exhibitions ranged from weapons, to uniforms, to documents, a series of trench recreations … something for everybody.  Even me.   

That's right.  He found the ONE motorcycle in the museum.

Business as Usual

Fred has a routine clinic appointment tomorrow.  Beyond that it will be business as usual until we get the call.  I have to mention that this whole experience is surreal.  We are trying to keep a sense of normalcy while we just wait.  And while we wait, we do not lose sight of the circumstances in which a liver becomes available.  We fully realize it comes in the midst of another family's tragedy and that brings up so many mixed emotions.  All in God's timing.