Homecoming!

Today after a "fun filled" trip to UCSF, I made the trek home.

I went for a blood draw to see how the new kidney was doing (well, actually the anti-rejection medication). I had to wait 20 minutes to get into the lab tech. FYI, after surgery, sitting in a waiting room chair for 20 minutes feels like 10 years!. I get in and the tech was angry as I did not have the appropriate paperwork. After explaining that I was fasting and could not take my meds and was in no condition to run around and try to rectify the situation, she reluctantly took my blood. She poked me as I have been poked 1000 times the last 3 years, and of course, nothing. So she jabbed the needle all the way in, as hard as she could. My blood flew up the tube..and all over the place. I was scared to death. I really don't feel pain at all with most blood draws. Needles are not a fear of mine. This nurse...is! After that, I got a lecture about what to do before my next draw on Monday. Then I scurried back to the car as fast as my injured body could take me. I could not get out of there fast enough.

The next hour I spent in the car, with a pillow firmly placed between my stomach and the seat belt. Good news, I arrived home much more comfortable than expected. Other than some nausea from the medications, I had a good day from that point on.

So glad to be home. So glad to have my son around. So glad to go to bed...in my own bed.

Till Tomorrow,
Love
Cath