Just a quick post to say that, if I weren't feeling like warmed over death from a lovely little fever today, I'd write more about our looooooong day.
Back to SCCA tomorrow, and I will have even more to tell after that. Tomorrow we meet with the doc who will answer the meaty questions we have (today was a meeting with a nurse, nutritionist, physician's assistant, as well as a blood draw that made me want to bang my head against the wall--but more on that later). Anyway, the nitty gritty will start tomorrow.
As for whether Zoe's cold will delay the start of the transplant, we have yet to learn. They aspirated her nose and will see what sort of nasties are in there.
How bizarre, Jeff's fart machine just went off on it's own accord--and no one pressed the button to activate it. My tired giggles are echoing through my aching, congested and feverish head.
What a surreal day.
2 comments:
What a day you had! You probably feel like you had your brains aspirated out your nose - I know I did when I was sick. I hope you all get better soon.
Isn't life bizarre? One minute it has you languishing under all the weight of your trials, and the next it has you convulsing with exhausted laughter - while even still languishing. At least it's not boring!
Good health to you all,
Monica
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