62/365 Books

On top of buying from the monthly flyers each teacher sends, there was also the book fair. Just a small sample of the scholastic in this house.



Also, Mardi Gras parade, but I was stuck home with the boy that couldn't go (don't ask) so no pictures from there.

46/365 pick one

Warm February day


or

one of these things is not like the other

349/365 Three

Mom took me to lunch



Books came!!



Kitty attacking the tree

307/365 Prepared

Waiting to get the boys at the bus stop.

266/365 Good Company

My bus stop companion

225/365 Reading

I have some waiting for me. Not too careful about how things end up on the shelf, am I?

204/365 True Love

I have it for True Blood.

156/365 Current Reads

Yes, I forgot again. Last minute shot.

139/365 It was supposed to show up yesterday

Late in the afternoon the UPS website showed rescheduled to today. Oh well, here now!



I love this series.

124/365 Finally!

It's been a long wait.

119/365 Thursday, and needing sleep

Stayed up until 4 am finishing this. Was so glad to get to bed after Vampire Diaries, and Fringe.

54/365 Killing Time

Twice a week both my boys have speech. The oldest is taken right from his class, but the youngest does drop-in, so I take him and sit while he does his thing. If V is off work we usually both go, because almost always there is something to do right after and it's just easier to go from there. Sometimes we both go sit in the busy school office, other times one of us will stay out in the car. Either way, waiting can suck so time killers are necessary. Today I went with...

53/365 Six hours of my Monday

My appointment with the hematologist was at 9:20, but he was late and there was much waiting before I saw him for all of 2 seconds. He quickly showed me labs then sent me on my way to my first iron infusion to battle the ongoing anemia I am dealing with. I'd attempted to have this done once in a past, but after 3 unsuccessful and painful sticks that involved a lot of digging, and the second girl to work on me just shaking her head and sighing, I'd said enough. Today was better. One bad jab, one successful, and no pain like last time. I know who to ask for now, at least, and who to avoid.

First came steroids, then Benadryl, then the test dose and to see if I would have an anaphylactic-type reaction. Cheery thought.

I read until the Benadryl made me too drowsy, then I just talked with Vaughn. He sat there getting me things as I needed them, making me laugh over silly stuff.

When I didn't attempt to die on them they gave me the big bag. (crappy cell phone pic)


This was my stylish pink wrap to keep my IV secure.


This took place at one of the local cancer centers where outpatient IV chemotherapy services are given. There was a display with wigs and hats, and people came and went, some of which were obviously very, very ill. Most patients who walked in there looked at everyone of us sitting in those recliners and gave each a smile. I returned all smiles and head nods, and said a little prayer for them for whatever battle they were fighting, even if it was just anemia like me. A fearful little part of me fretted this was my introduction to this place and I'd be seeing much more of it. I wish my mind didn't work like that but it does. I didn't dwell on that or let it get me down, I had a bad book to read and a silly husband to chat with, and I'd be damned if I was going to worry over myself there, of all places.

I do go back for at least one more treatment next Thursday, then the doctor will decide if I need more based on labs. I'm hoping this will fix me.