Madi sneaks a cuddle to share the warmth.

It’s not so much the snow, although we got about a foot which predictably drifted into the shoveled out sidewalk to my front door, and then courteously blew away a small space so that Madi could exercise a bit without needed her own snowplow blade.

But starting on Saturday, Jan. 14, the temps began to fall, and pretty soon Siberacuse was earning its nickname. Saturday night, we finally went below zero to -15 up here on the hill, and we barely made it into positive numbers all day on Sunday.

Madi has discovered that she can worm her way between me and the back of the loveseat to cash in on some of the warmth from the heating pad that’s been my constant friend and companion. She’s also pretty good at snagging herself a share of the fleece blanket, tucking the top of her head under my chin and settling in for a nap.

And on weekends like this, napping and sharing the warmth is what it’s been all about.

Monday, things should start to turn around (well, upward into double diget outside temps, at least.) Wednesday is chemo day. Friday, head out for another checkup with Dr. Personality. Saturday, my first scan after the lung RFA. Then back, to start another week all over again.

But the upside of being back on the chemo merry-go-round again is that I haven’t take any pain med stronger than ibuprofen for 36 hours.