Happily this day was short at the clinic. We just came in in the morning, got another dose, and a few more blood collections. But then we were able to go home, and man, it was a wonderful sensation to know that our own bed was awaiting us, as well as the bidets! Having no bidet is a reminder that we’d gotten used to it. We then went home and got settled back in. Larry was a bit emotional. I think the situation continues to weigh on him, obviously, and it’s getting harder and harder to ignore what is confronting us. He cried a few times. Fran and I tried to comfort him, and we got him focused on TV and movies to take his mind off of things. So fucking terrible.
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