The day....

[Nico]

Well, I got home today from my monthly infusion of IVIG.  It was supposed to be for two months and that was back in 2002.  Well many years later I am still taking my 30 grams of life.  I dreaded this morning knowing I would again be hooked up to three bottles of human liquid syrup.  Then once I was there and pricked, hooked up, I got over it.

I hate doing this every month followed by Procrit shots twice monthly.  However, today, I was graced by a wonderful grandmother who joined me in the solitude of the infusion room.  We did not exchange names, but we were from the same town I was born.  She was very dehydrated and scared from what I overheard.  It took the nurse fifteen minutes to get a vain while I distracted myself on my black berry. 

Once she was hooked up piggy back with saline and dextrose, we began a conversation.  She was afraid of the infusion.  I simply told her, I was dehydrated much like her years ago and not to be afraid.  I also shared how the infusion she was receiving made me feel better.  All she wanted to do was be able to vacuum her home again!  I could relate to that when I was sick.  I told her when she was up to it, she could vacuum my home any day!  We had a laugh! 

After two hours of talking, I was finished with my monthly three bottle sludge.  She was calmed down and I told her she had better get better.  She gave me a smile that I will take with me.  On the way out of the Dr's office, I noticed her husband sitting in the empty waiting room.  I simply told him she was doing fine and he smiled and nodded.

What a great day!
Rog

[milker]

It's little things like that, a nice talk, or just a smile from the heart that can make people's life a lot easier. You had a great day, Rog, and i'm sure that at the end, she did too.

Milker.