Good question to ask once in a while. As I sit here in the waiting room at the Cancer Institute I am listening to a lady who is on the phone speaking Polish. I don’t know what she is saying but I am enjoying the sound of it. My mother and aunts talked Polish when they were together when I was a kid, it brought me back.

I’m not getting treatment today but came with a friend, Jennifer, who is. She is new at the game and I thought that I could help her navigate and possibly even find some fun here. We blew bubbles from the balcony here and tried to get them on the people on the street below. It was a good start.

Now we are in the treatment center and J is all hooked up to the buzzing and humming machines. And a friend of her’s showed up also, so we are talking. There is something interesting about being here as a visitor. I don’t really have to be here but I am. But if you are having fun does it matter where you are?

We are in a nice section of the treatment center, in the corner with windows out two ways. And this is where there is a planter outside one of the windows that contains a thicket of bamboo where the hummingbirds hang out during the winter. Remember I blogged about it. Something about a fat little hummingbird. But I don’t see her today. I wonder what she is doing?

There is the March issue of Time magazine that I just saw here that reminds me to write something to you. There are two ladies on the cover and they have similar cancers and the story is about how they live in different cities and they are getting different treatments options. Options are good and Seattle is a great place to be for options. If you are in Alaska or eastern Washington you would come here to get good treatment. I have to be reminded of this when I start whining about my little short ferry ride.

Jennifer and her friend are carding wool here now. Steve my buddy came one time with a pile of pad locks and we picked them to keep ourselves occupied. Fun at the hospital is where you find it.

We are going to blast out of here pretty quick. Time to get back to the island before the storm comes. Seeing clouds built up ou the big picture windows. The best to you, love, Felipe.