Up, hanging on, had things go south yesterday at the Infectious Disease office. First some lady came in late on a busy day and Myrna had to take her also, sat there with what I guess was a sister and mother, crying and saying she hated having a picc line and how they need to get her cured because she's had to put up with it for a week. yeah, what ever twit, was about 30 I'd guress, she had just a line they were using, I had a line 3 weeks and looking at 3 more and a 10 or so pound pump I carry. The whole thing reminded me of a spoiled brat.
Any way Monday is blood draw day to check on among other things if this new med it wrecking my kidneys, 4 tubes. Cool, no stick, I have a hole they can already use. Yep, no blood would come out so had to put an anticoagulant in it and wait 45 minutes. Got it,
A friend in my FB coffee group sent this today, someone dug it out of Deans pictures and asked me to post it as the group picture for a while. Same lady that gave me the beautiful red cedar frame that I put the picture of Rowdy walking into the sun set. I put the card with the picture in my coffee draw so I will see it often.