While I've been healing from the transplant (and dealing with this stupid toe that just won't heal), I've had the added relief and time of not having the treatment that made me so sick, took weeks from my life, and took me from my family.
My boys had a weekend sleepover at my parents this past weekend so I could rest and begin the healing process again with my toe. They had a great time and did wonderfully. The one thing I am grateful for from the IVIG weeks, was the time my oldest got to spend away. He's learned at an early age, that, as Daniel Tiger sings, "grown ups come back".
I also was remembering my nurse Bello who came and administered my medicine for 8 hours for 3 days at a time. It's kind of like saying goodbye to a friend you didn't expect to make along the way.
Thankful that at least for now, IVIG is becoming a more and more distant memory.
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You look wonderful!!! Love to see you smile!
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