Day 100 - My future's so bright ...

Yay! Awesome milestone.

Vlad saw his M.D. Anderson eye doctor today. She said his eyes are fine. His tear production is better than before the transplant. Opposite of the usual result.

He's had a contract job offer in the past couple of days, which is interesting. He's technically not supposed to work. But he's doing so much better than the other transplanters. (knock on wood.) He sees Alousi Monday. We'll see. Hmmm.

He's been working at home sporadically on a small contract gig translating a 400-page technical manual from English to Russian. The folks he's dealing with in Houston are great; the money has been a godsend. But the guy in Moscow is weird. Quitting may be the best option.

My job. Well, you have to laugh at the workload. It's an industry in free-fall. Survival dictates one just let the stress go, lest one have a stroke.

Sasha and Valiya came for dinner last night. We had food from Golden Grains, another Russian grocery I finally went to last week. It's run by a couple from Sochi (where the 2014 Winter Olympics will be). She makes all the fresh food, and it's pretty good and pretty fresh. I like this place better than the Russian General Store, which is crowded and has food that's not so fresh. Her Napoleon was lovely. And her Korean carrots were great. Anyway, we enjoyed ourselves. S&V are going to the Dominican Republic this weekend for a week at a resort with some New York friends. I've never seen them so excited about a trip.

Anyway, all is well, trying to creep toward normal, though, I don't trust it yet.