I'm taking several more meds, but that would ruin the "Twelve Days of Christmas" melody I attempted to replicate.
The meds are for anti-rejection and anti-infection. I'm getting the hang of when to take what and how many.
And how, you might ask, have they affected moi?
Two words: weird dreams. The kind of weirdness you're too embarrassed to share with your closest family and friends.
I hope they will taper off eventually. Fingers crossed!
Besides popping pills, my daily schedule includes checking my blood pressure, pulse, temperature, and weight for any major changes.
A visiting nurse came to see me yesterday; I think she is only going to visit once more. We agreed it doesn't seem necessary.
This continues to be a non-stop adventure, but it gives me something to blog about when I'm home by myself during the day.
I certainly don't want to get squirrelly.
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