In the weeks preceding my last several immuno-suppressive infusions to treat my Crohn’s Disease, I had been violently ill. To better control my symptoms, my doctor just increased my treatments from every six to four weeks. Today was the first earlier appointment and I was already in need.
I have notoriously difficult veins, so this sweet nurse Christine actually did a happy dance in her chair once she got my IV running! And then the visiting service dog, Andrew, who I met last month, came by for another visit. It was perfectly timed as I was feeling upset over potentially needing a port (rather than having to find a vein for the IV each time).
1 year ago today: Funkywunks tearing it up
2 years ago today: Caregiver props
3 years ago today: Like we’d never stopped…
6 years ago today: Hey cutie!