So there it was, right there on my Google Calendar: M and Big Daddy visit Clarksdale! scheduled for September 2-5. It was all arranged, we'd cleaned (sort-of), and people were even having us all over so they, too could spend more time getting to know my awesome Mom and Dad. Then disaster struck. I ended up with a Urinary Tract Infection. Not just any UTI. A UTI that was masquerading as the most awful nausea and gas pains. I could not have been more surprised. I ended up in the ER on Saturday morning, making it out just in time to catch the Ole Miss game from the couch. Which I don't remember a single play of. Oh Mom and Dad still visited, of course. But I hardly remember them being here at all! In fact I was just beginning to become coherent again when they had to go home. I'm glad Mr. Big got to spend time with them, too. I'm fine now - it really was just a UTI and not more severe gall bladder issues, as my doctor suspected. Feeling so bad makes you grateful for the health you normally have.
Speaking of health, we had some not-great news in August. It turns out the medication I take for iron chelation is not doing as well as my doctors would like. To ensure that as much extra iron as possible is being flushed from my system, they've added Desferal. Some of you may remember I was on this for a long time before Exjade became available. It's a subcutaneous injection, meaning I have to stick myself. Boo. But I'm older now and really feel it's important to do this the right way, and have pledged full compliance. I want to make sure I can be as healthy as possible for Jason and the rest of our family. So hopefully stupid Desferal will do the trick. Wish me luck!
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