Day +84-85: a hot day in San Francisco

Today was one of those days where an east wind kept fought the constant onshore breeze to a standstill, and the fog stayed out at sea. This happens a handful of times every summer, and when it does it gets hot in the city. Officially they're saying 81, but it sure felt hotter than that. Whenever it's hot in the city, it's much hotter farther east, so our friends Rich and Olgica, who live across the Bay in San Leandro, came into the city to escape the heat, and brought their son Nikola, who is 13 months old. We hadn't seen them since early April, but when I told Mina Brigitta that Nikola was coming, she said "Baby!". We hung out in the apartment for awhile, then went for a walk in Golden Gate Park. Mina Brigitta really wanted a peanut butter & jelly sandwich ("PB&J") to take along on the walk. She wanted the bag open, but by the time we got to a space where we felt it was safe to let her take her mask off, she was too sleepy to eat it. She still wanted to hold, though, so she ended up holding onto the open bag for the entire two-hour walk. Isaac was sleepy too, and when he's sleepy he gets grabby. Occasionally he would reach over and yank Mina Brigitta's mask off. A couple times I didn't notice it, but Mina would say "Dadda!" over and over until I looked down and fixed it.

This weekend is the annual Kaminsky family camping trip, so I hope they had some decent weather up there as well. Keri's Mom has eight brothers and sisters, and they and Keri's grandparents and lots of cousins, grandchildren, etc. descend on a state park in southwestern Washington every year. It's a neat event with a great group of people, and we look forward to it every year. A year ago Mina Brigitta walked all over that campground holding my hand. On Monday after we got back to Anta Teri's house was when Mina Brigitta took her first steps by herself. We miss being at the camping trip, but we're counting our blessings that we don't still have to be in the hospital.

As for Mina Brigitta, she is most definitely walking better today, which is a big relief. However, she's been having some diahrrea the last few days, which we don't like at all. Last night she woke up with a poop at 1:30 AM. After that, Mina Brigitta didn't want to get back into the bed, so we had another night in the chair. That brought back really bad memories of nights in the hospital when she would literally poop every 15 minutes. This is nothing like those days, but we'll probably call up to the hospital tomorrow just to see what they have to say.