So it turns out there's a piano on the 5th floor of the hospital. Since my little drug machine has a built-in 2-hour rechargeable battery, I thought to myself, "This is great! As long as I'm feeling OK, I can go down and play for a couple hours at time."
Well, it turns out that my little drug setup is a bio-hazard, and isn't allowed off the 8th floor. I guess I'm not as portable as I'd like. So I worked out a deal with my doctor that I could disconnect from the chemo for an hour a day to go down and play. It really doesn't affect the treatment and it is certainly therapeutic for me.
So at 1:30p today, they unhooked me and I went down to play. From memory:
Mississippi Half Step >
Breathe Reprise >
Great Gig in the Sky
Standing on the Moon
E: Friend of the Devil
How could there be an "E", you ask? Well, I was supposed to be back at my room at 2:30 to be re-hooked up, but I kinda went-off on the Comfortably Numb jam and wasn't done til about 2:35. As I was walking to the elevator, Cheri, my doctor's head nurse was coming towards me. I said, "I know, I know, I'm coming." But she said, "Screw that, I want to hear you play. They can wait a few more minutes."
So we went back to the rec room, and I wanted to play something mellow and happy, so I played FOTD. I forgot to ask her to take a picture. Maybe tomorrow, if I'm still feeling ok, I'll play again and get someone to take a pic.
Here are a couple pictures I did take today. The view from my window, looking South along Stanyan, toward Upper Haight and Sutro Tower:
And here's one from the 8th floor common area looking North towards Marin:
I will kick its ass,