Thanksgiving Infusion of Love and Antitrypsin

So my blog is up-to-date to the Saturday before Thanksgiving, November 17th, 2012. Infusion of antitrypsin on that day went fine. As long as we find a vein and the medicine drips into my body I think we did a great job. So far no scary reactions, although we do have 2 syringes full of epinephrine (like the one in Pulp Fiction) just in case. Bob always asks if he gets to (I mean has to) stab me 3 times if something goes wrong. Hahahaha, no. And where is the Sharpie for drawing the circle to stab inside of?

On Monday, November 19th, Brad, Jeffer, Joni and grandkids came to rock our world for 2 days. It was wonderful! Mickey waffles plus yummy omelets for breakfast. Bob's famous ribs for lunch. Lots of fun and lots of love. Four-year-old Elliot and I were outside playing. He was showing me how he walks really fast. "Everyone needs to walk really fast," he explained. I said, "I can't walk really fast anymore." He came back to where I was and grabbed my hand and said "Everyone but you Gotu. You can walk however fast you want."

Thursday Frank came up and brought Thanksgiving dinner for the 3 of us. The kids were at their dad's that day. It was yummy and very nice. After Frank left I felt completely exhausted. I don't cry too often, but I laid on the bed and wept. We still had one more family party - Friday morning brunch. I just kept on crying. Friday morning came and I decided I wanted to go to the brunch. I was still pretty tired but figured I would just sit home and be sad if we didn't go, so we went to Merced and met the West Coast Hutchings for a delicious brunch at Bella Luna. It was so great to see and hug everyone. Another roomful of love and fun and delicious food.

Home again by 2 p.m. Worn out but very happy. I slept for about 12 hours Friday night. Nice.