Farewell, inverter, we hardly knew ye

1500-watt inverter

1500-watt inverter, installed

For those one or two of you who read this blog regularly, you may recall that I complained some time back – certainly in the summer of 2017 and perhaps earlier than that – that our RV inverter – the electronic device that is supposed to provide AC power to our residential refrigerator while we traveled – wasn’t working. In fact it never, ever worked. Not once. Each time in cut in it almost immediately cut out, apparently due to what it perceived as an overload of its circuit. Consequently we have never been able to have the refrigerator operating while we traveled, which added an extra level of stress to each trip. We could be pretty comfortable with trips of less than 4 hours because the freezer was still below freezing when we arrived. But as we approached 5 hours on the road the freezer temperature creeped close to 32, running the risk of things thawing and bacteria growing. At the very least all of the ice in the ice dispenser would start to melt, creating an ungodly mess.

You might also remember that I complained about this to Camping World. It wasn’t really Camping World’s fault – it should have fallen on the manufacturer, Thor Industries. But it cost us $67 to have the less-than-brilliant technicians at Camping World look at the problem and declare that the culprit was a weak battery. Uh, guys, what part of “never, ever worked” (even when both the inverter and battery were brand new) did you not understand?

Beyond annoying. Infuriating.

Anyway, for a long time I thought that there was something wrong with the inverter. I eventually came around to believing that the inverter was fine but undersized for its job. The refrigerator was rated at 977 watts continuous consumption and the inverter was rated at 1000 watts continuous output. But the margin – 23 watts – was so small that if either rating was even a little bit off, or if the overload trigger was a little too sensitive, that it could fail to do its intended job. I concluded that simply replacing the inverter with a beefier model – 1500 watts – would solve the problem.

So I bought a 1500-watt inverter for $212 delivered and installed it today. Installation was a breeze – attach the 12-volt power lines and a ground, plug in the dynamic switch (the thing that switches seamlessly to use inverter power when the regular power is disconnected, either as a result of travel or a power failure) and mount it on the utility board in the front basement. Took about an hour. Initial tests suggest that it will work fine.

But I really won’t know for sure until we travel again.

If anyone needs a lightly-used (damn near never used) 1000-watt inverter, speak up.

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“The Soul of America” by Jon Meacham

Copyright 2018 by Merewether LLC. Published by Random House.

It seems that the purpose of this book is to make us feel better about having Donald Trump as President by pointing out other times in our history when things looked similarly bleak. Because the country has survived other bad times and bad leaders, Meacham tries to give us hope that “this, too, shall pass.” But I found it more depressing than comforting. I honestly hadn’t known much about some of the political travails in our early American history, nor some of the more recent seminal characters like Huey Long. I also hadn’t known the extent of the Jim Crow lynchings by the KKK and others – over 3,500, of which fewer than 100 were prosecuted and 12 were convicted. Depressing.

So the book is an interesting history read. But uplifting? Not for me.

5 out of 10.

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“The Brass Verdict” by Michael Connelly

Copyright 2008 by Hieronymous Inc. Published by Little, Brown and Company, New York.

This is one of the series of mysteries by Michael Connelly featuring Hieronymous Bosch, LAPD detective. But this one has a twist: Bosch is a supporting character. The main character is Mickey Haller, a lawyer fresh out of drug rehab who gets his career resurrected in a big way when another lawyer dies (shot to death) and he inherits his portfolio of 31 open cases. The big prize in that caseload is the pending murder trial of Walter Elliot, the head of a small-but-growing movie studio. So Haller is immediately thrown into an intense, high-profile murder trial. Some way to ease back into legal life.

Bosch is the detective who is investigating the murder of the lawyer. Haller first encounters him as he enters his inherited office to find Bosch poring over case files. He immediately kicks Bosch out of the office, but soon realizes that until the person who murdered his predecessor is caught he, too, might be in danger. This suspicion is heightened when, after working late in the office, he is attacked by a man in the parking garage – the same man that Bosch had shown him a picture of just a few days earlier. He ultimately teams up with Bosch to unmask the murderer.

So there are several mysteries here. Who murdered the lawyer? Why is Elliot adamant that there be no delay in the trial? Why is Bosch asking Haller about the FBI? All of these questions are nicely intertwined and completely resolved. I can’t say it is the most puzzling crime novel I have ever read as I correctly guessed the main culprit early on, but it moves along nicely and has more than the usual number of surprises.

The biggest problem, from a reading enjoyment perspective, is that Haller’s career reboot is ultimately not very successful. I found myself rooting for him and was disappointed that things did not work out so great. But such is life, I suppose. The lack of a nice, neat resolution makes the story all the more believable.

7 out of 10.

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Jett’s first wig

Back

Back

Front

Front

Jett finally broke down and purchased a wig. This was, in part, due to the unexpected assessment from her oncologist, that her hair loss may be permanent. Not good news, but we agreed that a good life without hair was still a good life.

Anyway, we visited a wig shop and she picked out one that was (1) short and (2) closely matched her eyebrows (which she hasn’t lost). She is pretty happy with her selection and so am I.

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“The Black Widow” by Daniel Silva

Copyright 2016 by Daniel Silva. Published by HarperCollins.

This is my first Daniel Silva novel. Unlike most of my reading material (mysteries), this is a novel of international intrigue and suspense. The protagonist is Gabriel Allon, an Israeli spy and assassin who is slated to become the next head of Israeli intelligence. But first he has one last operation to run in the field: insertion of an Israeli spy into the heart of ISIS.

Is becomes apparent in the first 50 pages, that this is one of a series of novels featuring Gabriel Allon. As I learned after finishing the book, it is one of a long series of novels featuring him: this is the 16th book in the series.

I was impressed with Silva’s skill as an author. He kept me interested, both with his characters and his plot. In part because so much came before, the oblique references to his history were somewhat lost on me. If I read more of this series I will start at #1.

The plot in this case was realistic: an ISIS plot to attack Washington DC and kill as many Americans as possible. The insertion of the spy – a female Israeli doctor of Palestinian heritage – into the heart of ISIS – was intended to discover plans for the next terrorist attack being planned by a shadowy ISIS leader named Saladin. The spy was successful in infiltrating ISIS but was not successful in preventing an attack. The result was harrowing. And sobering.

It wasn’t a fun book to read, probably because it was all too real and too possible. But I guess that is a tribute to Silva’s skill.

7.5 out of 10.

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First Florida infusion

On Monday Jett received her first immunotherapy infusion in Florida. It was performed at the Regional Cancer Center of Fort Myers, a very nice facility less than 15 minutes from our Florida home. All went well, though she felt weak for two days afterward.

The big accomplishment, from my perspective, was that all of the arrangements could be made in a short period of time so that she didn’t miss a beat on her every-three-weeks infusion schedule. I had to find a facility, make initial contact, arrange with UMASS to get her medical records sent to Florida, arrange an initial meeting with a new oncologist, get the Medicare paperwork done and then, finally, schedule the infusion. Most of the work could be – and was – done while I was still in Massachusetts. But then I had to rely on this new facility to follow through.

They did.

So there was more than a little sigh of relief when we first visited the facility and we discovered that it was much larger than we expected (indicating, in my view, that they really knew how to care for a cancer patient) and when Jett met the new oncologist and declared “I really like her!”

The actual infusion – sorry, I neglected to take a photo – occurred in a very large, open infusion room with at least 32 infusion chairs. We didn’t much like the open concept – it was a bit like getting an infusion on the floor of a convention center. But the nurses were very nice and the infusion was only 30 minutes (actually more like 90 minutes, but I think the next one will be faster) so we can tolerate the openness for 30 minutes every three weeks.

So, great relief and a renewed confidence that the forces are in place to continue the cancer battle.

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Mostly back in Florida

Back home, a few minutes after arriving (notice the crumple bougainvillea)

Back home, a few minutes after arriving (notice the crumple bougainvillea)

Rusty, the Corolla and I are all back in Florida. Four days, about 1750 miles. The best thing that can be said about the trip is that my back isn’t too sore. And no breakdowns and no near-disasters. The worse thing that happened was that I took a couple of wrong turns. They added a few minutes and a few miles to the trip, but no big deal. I did end up crossing the Hudson River via the GW Bridge, which is never fun, but I made it.

Tony, at his place in Ocala

Tony, at his place in Ocala

On the last leg I stopped for 2 hours in Ocala to visit my son, Tony. We went to lunch. I hadn’t seen him for nearly a year, so it was nice catching up.

Jett was supposed to fly in last night, but, as usual, her flight was delayed for hours. She will join us today.

I was pretty apprehensive about what I would find when I got into the RV. Mice? Spoiled food in the refrigerator? Dry toilets? Well, yes, the toilets were dry, but the seals seem to be okay. Likewise, the refrigerator didn’t seem to be harboring any bacteria colonies (though I will let Jett decide what freezer food can be kept). I even opened the half gallon of ice cream that had been in the freezer for 5 months and it was delicious. So my biggest fears were unfounded.

There were, however, a couple of unexpected problems. The water tasted terrible. I tried making coffee with the tap water and it was undrinkable. I used bottled water for the first cups, then let the water run for about 20 minutes to flush the lines. My coffee this morning, made with tap water, was good.

The other unexpected problems had to do with the TV and internet. The router, located in the shed, was off. All of the general outlets in the shed were out. Something happened during the electrical inspection that resulted in the outlets being disabled. I haven’t figured out what happened yet, but in the meantime I was able to move the router to the A/C outlet, which still had power, and get the internet back. I had to re-enter my ID and password to connect to Netflix, but I now have internet and Netflix.

Loading up the Corolla

Loading up the Corolla

Downsized storage

Downsized storage

I had been notified a few days ago that my beautiful bougainvillea bush had broken free from its support and was doubled over. I straightened it up and reattached it to its supporting stake. Hopefully it will survive as it is a beautiful bush.

I had loaded the car with as much stuff as would fit, leaving the storage unit (downsized from 5×10 to 5×5) only half full. I think I might be able to fit what is left into a large SUV. Then I can close out the storage unit and save $68 per month.

So, I am pretty much back in residence in Fort Myers and, hopefully, today Jett will be able to say the same. She will continue her immunotherapy treatments here. She already has a meeting set up with the oncologist on Friday.

Today the high temp in Chelsea MA will be in the 50’s; it will be nearly 90 here. Jett will like that.

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A visit from the kids. And the grandkid.

Kids and grandkid

Kids and grandkid

For no good reason other than that they love their mother, Jett’s two sons came up from Virginia a couple of weeks ago to spend some time with us. They brought Jett’s youngest grandchild, Zachary, as well. As usual, a lot of food was consumed over the course of the two-plus days that they were with us. My goal of losing the weight I have gained this summer took a hit. A real punch in its (pudgy) stomach.

One of the meals was a fabulous breakfast at Harry’s Restaurant, a real old-fashioned diner just down the road from our hotel. If you are ever in Westborough (and why would you be?), this is the restaurant that we would recommend. We also made a trip to Kimball Farms to get some of their outstanding ice cream. Because I needed those extra calories. I did do a disc golf outing but that was just token resistance to the flood of calories.

Seriously, it was great having them around. They are good people who, despite being fans of the Washington Redskins and the Dallas Cowboys, tolerate my Patriots fandom. We watched the Patriots game on the TV during lunch at Owen O’Leary’s. Yes, another meal.

Disc golf

Disc golf

Jett and family at Harry's

Jett and family at Harry’s

Kimball Farms

Kimball Farms


Jett with family

Jett with family

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UMASS Memorial Medical Center

The UMASS ACC

The UMASS ACC

Her final UMASS immunotherapy infusion

Her final UMASS immunotherapy infusion

Our summer in MA has consisted of (1) numerous visits with Jett’s family, (2) 4 months of hotel living at Extended Stay America (ESA) and (3) about one visit per week to the University of Massachusetts Memorial Medical Center.  I have blogged previously about ESA and have mentioned her family several times – though not each and every visit – so now is a good time to talk about our experience with UMASS Memorial Medical Center.

We love it!

When we were deciding, back in May, how to deal with her new cancer diagnosis, one of the options I considered was renting an apartment close to downtown Boston so that she could be treated at the Dana Farber Cancer Institute, the premier cancer treatment center in Massachusetts and one of the finest in the world.  A combination of factors, including cost of housing, difficulty in family getting to her to visit and, if we didn’t live in Boston, the difficulty getting her into Boston for treatments led me to decide to seek treatment at UMASS Memorial Medical Center in Worcester.  At the time I felt that I was opting for a second-best treatment facility due to its logistical superiority.

I no longer think that it is a second-best anything.

I learned, when we went to UMASS for Jett’s first meeting with her new oncologist, that UMASS was partnered with Dana Farber and provides the same level and quality of cancer treatment as Dana Farber.  That was very comforting, as was the fact that her oncologist was, to quote one of the nurses, “THE lung cancer expert at UMASS” with over 30 years of experience treating difficult lung cancer cases.

The UMASS facility consists of four large buildings on a beautiful large hillside campus overlooking Lake Quinsigamond.  Jett’s infusions took place in rooms with a lake view, a soothing panorama that made the somewhat traumatic experiences just a bit more pleasant.  This is a teaching hospital and one of the 3 Level 1 Trauma Centers in Massachusetts, so two of the buildings are the medical school and the ER.  The main building is the hospital.  The fourth building – and the one where we spent 90% of our time – was the Ambulatory Care Center, for outpatient care.  The top two floors of this 6-story building are almost exclusively devoted to cancer care.  The parking garage is attached, so we could park and get treated without needing to go outside.  Very convenient.

The staff?  Consistently friendly, pleasant, upbeat, caring, considerate and efficient.  We never had the kind of poor communication and misunderstanding that tainted our stay in Flagler Beach.  The initial plan for chemotherapy didn’t work out well due to a pretty severe neuropathy (numbness in the fingers) side effect, so the plan immediately switched to immunotherapy.  I was initially concerned about this because my amateur medical sleuthing suggested that 100% immunotherapy was not nearly as effective as a combination of chemo and immuno.  But after the one chemo treatment and four immuno treatments, her tumors had all shrunk, a result which our doctor characterized as “miraculous.”

She just received her fifth immunotherapy treatment and we are now headed back to Florida – a place that, back in June, when we took the train north to Massachusetts, I doubted that Jett would ever see again.  The fact that she is getting another winter in Florida is due, I believe, to the quality of care she received at UMASS.  The plan is to continue the immunotherapy treatments in Florida, then return to MA next summer.

Worcester will be our summer home again next year.  And it is because of UMASS that we are now able to talk about “next year.”

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“Inferno” by Dan Brown

Copyright 2013 by Dan Brown. Published by Anchor Books, a division of Random House LLC.

This is the 4th book featuring Robert Langdon, the Harvard professor and expert in medieval symbols, the most famous being The DaVinci Code. The plot in this one is centered on a brilliant genetic scientist who is a big fan of Dante’s Divine Comedy and believes that the human race is on the brink of extinction due to overpopulation. His solution is to concoct a new plague that will “thin the herd.”  He wants to kill a third of the people on earth.

Initially Langdon’s role in thwarting this plot is unknown as he is, at the outset, suffering from amnesia.  He wakes up in a hospital room in Florence, Italy, with no recollection of the three days prior.  He remembers nothing after an evening walk across Harvard Yard.  He is apparently is involved in something serious as shortly after he regains consciousness a young woman shoots her way into his hospital room, killing a doctor.  Langdon barely escapes with his life in the company of another doctor, a young American named Sienna Brooks.

What follows is an epic chase, through Florence, Venice and Istanbul, with Langdon barely escaping numerous times from a black-clad group of assassins who are just one step behind.  This book has been made into a movie, apparently, and I can only imagine that it is one long, non-stop chase scene.

My objection to the book, initially, was that the chase was implausible.  A Harvard professor and a doctor successfully eluding a large team of assassins?  My other objection was that it reads like a chase scene through a Fodor travel book.  The chase visits all the great tourist sites of all three cities.  Yes, it did make me more interested in visiting all three cities, but great tourism seems tangential to a plot to kill billions.  My feeling, halfway through, was that Dan Brown must have been able to take some very long vacations in Europe and write it all off as “research.”

So two-thirds of the way through, my opinion of the book wasn’t very high.  But he saved up the best for the last third of the book.  Nothing is quite what it seems.  Unraveling what is going on – and who the bad guys are – becomes very engrossing.  He is a fine storyteller and he kept me guessing in this one.

After finishing the book I am left with just one complaint: that Langdon, despite being central to the plot, really doesn’t do anything to affect the outcome.  The result would have been the same if Langdon had never left Harvard.  But, still, the book was well-written and very thought-provoking.

8 out of 10.

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