Today was my 27th immune-suppressing IV infusion and I found myself as nervous as I was for my very first infusion. Nothing about my appointment has changed, except that I now have a port implanted in my chest that makes the entire process smoother and saves about an hour. The added anxiety over today stemmed from a fear of having my immune system wiped out during a global pandemic. But my Crohn’s has been flaring again for the last week or so, leaving me in desperate need of today’s treatment.
Thankfully, our wonderful friend Dena was able to give me a ride to and from the hospital. As one of our very few friends not considered at-risk, we were deeply grateful for Dena’s help and her many precautions to sanitize her car before I got in. I really missed being able to hug her, but I enjoyed seeing her gorgeous smile light up her face from under her bandana face mask. We even stopped to admire these stunning purple irises outside the hospital!
On this day…
- 1 year ago: Updated pill organizer
- 2 years ago: Radish emerging!
- 3 years ago: Smells like Mema
- 4 years ago: Flexibility
- 9 years ago: Resolutions in March