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May. 20th, 2019 12:21 pmI did not sleep well Friday into Saturday. My Fitbit says I got less than 6 total hours. So Saturday was mainly just running errands. But that pillow felt soo good when I went to bed Saturday night!
I had blood drawn sat morning - had to go to a new location since the old place isn't open on the weekends. The new place is in the Women's Center at the hospital nearest me. Yay. I got up in time to be there when the doors opened, but was late because we had no clue where it was once in the building. The waiting room was full when we finally walked in, and it took them over an hour to get to me. Not sure if the bloodwork will be very accurate because of that, but at least it got done. They called me on the way home saying my urine sample wasn't enough to run the tests they needed to run, could I come back before they closed at noon?? Ahahaha...no. The super efficient nature of the transplanted kidney means I wake up every morning slightly dehydrated, and I'm recovering all day. It's amazing I was able to produce that much, even after drinking water on the drive over. Going back later today to try again.
But Sunday was completely different. I went back to the Blue Genie building to hang out with an amazing local artist who was kind enough to teach me crochet while we were at her booth for the West Austin Studio Tour. She's a photographer - go check out her work at www.annwoodallstudios.com It was so satisfying to be handing out with Creative Types once again I need to rekindle that aspect of my life - reconnect with old friends, cultivate new ones who will encourage and support that side of me.
Fortunately a lot of the hand/thumb/wrist/forearm issues I used to have seem to have disappeared after the transplant. :)
Yesterday was Mom's 80th birthday. I called her that evening. I was going to invite her out to dinner tonight to celebrate, but I called furing a late dinner (for them, anyway). She was going to call me back after she was done to discuss it further, but never did. Still haven't heard from her today, either. Makes me feel incredibly unimportant to my own mother when she does this sort of thing. :(
I had blood drawn sat morning - had to go to a new location since the old place isn't open on the weekends. The new place is in the Women's Center at the hospital nearest me. Yay. I got up in time to be there when the doors opened, but was late because we had no clue where it was once in the building. The waiting room was full when we finally walked in, and it took them over an hour to get to me. Not sure if the bloodwork will be very accurate because of that, but at least it got done. They called me on the way home saying my urine sample wasn't enough to run the tests they needed to run, could I come back before they closed at noon?? Ahahaha...no. The super efficient nature of the transplanted kidney means I wake up every morning slightly dehydrated, and I'm recovering all day. It's amazing I was able to produce that much, even after drinking water on the drive over. Going back later today to try again.
But Sunday was completely different. I went back to the Blue Genie building to hang out with an amazing local artist who was kind enough to teach me crochet while we were at her booth for the West Austin Studio Tour. She's a photographer - go check out her work at www.annwoodallstudios.com It was so satisfying to be handing out with Creative Types once again I need to rekindle that aspect of my life - reconnect with old friends, cultivate new ones who will encourage and support that side of me.
Fortunately a lot of the hand/thumb/wrist/forearm issues I used to have seem to have disappeared after the transplant. :)
Yesterday was Mom's 80th birthday. I called her that evening. I was going to invite her out to dinner tonight to celebrate, but I called furing a late dinner (for them, anyway). She was going to call me back after she was done to discuss it further, but never did. Still haven't heard from her today, either. Makes me feel incredibly unimportant to my own mother when she does this sort of thing. :(
