Ron and I just got home from the vet's with Sister and Katy. They were past due for their annual vaccinations. They were both pronounced very healthy. They weigh exactly the same--50.9 pounds, and even their temperatures were the same. They were excited to go somewhere in the car, and were good in the car and at the vet's. I'm pretty sure they remember the vet.
I spent the morning at the hospital. I had a feeling I'd need platelets today, and sure enough I did. It seemed to take them forever to do everything today. I have to go back tomorrow morning, and probably one day over the weekend. I don't know my schedule for next week yet, but I'm sure I'll be there at least several times, if not every day. They are keeping a very close watch on my blood counts.
Yesterday afternoon was nice because I had several visitors. First Josh came by (it was his day off), then Kelly came over and stayed for a couple of hours, and then Josh brought Reece for awhile. Reece was so cute. When he walked into the family room and saw me on the couch he said, "Gramma, what are you doing here?" I told him that they let me come home from the hospital. Then he said, "They fixed you!" It was wonderful to hug him and watch him and listen to all he had to tell me.
I'm doing pretty good. I'm weak and get tired quickly, but that's to be expected. My appetite is good, although food doesn't taste quite right yet. I'm sleeping well without the need for the Ambien they gave me. I won't be taking that. Very little nausea, the diarrhea has just about stopped completely, and my world is looking brighter.
My doctors are pretty amazed by how well I've done. They don't realize what a prayer army I have with me. All of you who are praying, offering your Masses, your Adoration hours, your Communion, your rosaries, chaplets and sufferings--you are the reason I am doing so well. I am absolutely certain of that, and I can never thank you enough. Nevertheless, Thank You!!!