I had a déjà vu moment this weekend that brought me back to a childhood memory. Walking outside, my nose felt the nip of a chilly day but I was embraced by a warm breeze. The crunching of leaves under foot and the smoke from a nearby fire clearly spoke a fall day. The sound of a leaf blower and the smell of burning leaves confirmed that summer has ended, and fall cleaning is in full swing. It took me back to a time when, as a kid, we would have to rake the yard, put away the summer chairs and cover the pool. I found myself smiling with the memory of it all, and to think that a warm breeze and crunchy leaves took me to that place.

Dave took a trip down memory lane, too, but it did not bring a smile to his face. In fact, he was begging me not to take him on this trip. He spiked a fever Friday night, and with a trained watchful eye (more like a mom’s instinct), we headed to Karmanos. He was not pleased with me as we sat in the E.R. for five hours while they did the full work up. But in the end, diagnosed with a UTI and also in need of two blood transfusions, he was admitted. As of Sunday, we are still here as they complete fall cleanup on Dave. As the doctor on rotation has said several times now, this is not unusual for a BMT patient to need a tune-up.

We hope to be back home either Monday or Tuesday so we can rake leaves and think about taking the boats out. We have our own fall clean-up to address.