Tumor Birds, Tumor Tales

This would be the second in our 'Bird Pair' series; two house finches on the feeder called, the Yankee Flipper. Supposedly squirrel-proof, but I saw a squirrel hang on for over forty-five rotations before letting go. (The ring on the bottom starts spinning with the weight of anything heavier than a squirrel.) Granted, if flipped him, but a couple more rides like the last one, and that squirrel would have the battery dead and the feeder to call his own. *grins*

Tumors were doused with another chemotheraputic cocktail this morning. Blood draw at 7:15 looked good except for the red cell distribution width being a bit high and the red blood cell count was a tad low. Overall, it indicated that the infusion was a go.

My initial bp, after walking from the parking lot and through the hospital was 123/75. By the time I walked, 75 ft., straight down the hall, my bp had risen to 145/85. ...amazing what our minds can do over our best intentions *sighs*

dd arrived before the infusion began and was most helpful in getting me settled, comfortable, relaxed, and quasi-asleep as the infusion progressed. *healing hugs* Kevin had music and headphone sets for both dd and me to share *grins*

The infusion started late since the clinic was sorely understaffed. Our Suite had four chairs this time; they filled up quickly. I was the newest kid on the block... This was the roughest IV stick that I've had -- uncomfortable but bearable. Also had no blood pressure cup attached...maybe because dd was keeping my bp low???

Otherwise, things went as smoothly as they could.

Kevin caught lunch on his way back to work and I had reheatables available.

Spent some time posting to other blogs, some of which I will probably grab and repost here rather than trying to rewrite.

I spent most of the afternoon quietly enjoying da Woods; what a blessing!

How was your day??


Make nice!!