Again

Infusion day is here again. I am glad to be able to run the IVIG from home. Other options for receiving the four-hour I.V. medication dose include the hospital, a doctor's office, or an infusion suite. None of those ideas holds much appeal considering the length of time involved, so I am pleased to be at home when I consider the alternatives!
Before starting the meds at 10:00 this morning, I made a mad dash with Evan and Erin to pick up some groceries for the next day or two. I put a little gas in my ginormous fuel-hogging truck. (ouch. $20 will only take us about sixty miles. That hurts!) I also managed to get our Father's Day cards sent off to Grandad and Papa--- who will no doubt be watching their mail for the kids' cards. That done, it was home to pop some Benadryl and Tylenol in preparation for the main event.
While nurse Kathy mixed meds, I showed her the photos from the OPS trip. Like myself, Kathy had envisioned a gray country where bread lines were the norm. I love to show these photographs so that the real beauty of Poland is beginning to replace the drab image that has somehow become the expectation for many people like me. Now the photo album has been put away, paperwork and vital signs are completed, and the IVIG and that dose of Benadryl are calling me to a nap.
Before heeding that call to doze, I will be checking on the kiddies. They've been wonderfully quiet for a good half an hour now. That might mean they are reading but it is equally likely to signal that they are up to something that can only be filed under the "Not Good" heading.