Today we went for a walk with the dogs. I forgot about my discharge papers saying 24 hours of bed rest "with bathroom privileges." Does Dexxi and Annie's bathroom visits count? Sure they do... So it was a short walk. I had Kent to pick up after them, and a mask in case there was any grass cutting or smoke I had to shield against.
Mostly the rest of the day I spent feeling like a caged bird. I do have a robin nesting on my front porch, so I can watch her.
I sat outside with Kent after lunch. Not long, but enough to enjoy this stunning day with low humidity, 85 degrees and clear skies. But, I fled inside at the first sight of a sweat bee. Any cut, scrape, bug bite is an open wound and a source of infection.
Tomorrow's bloodwork will determine my counts, but I betcha they are near zero. Meaning zero immune system.
The hair loss is continuing nicely. It is finally paying off since I am noticing less on my legs. Ha! One good thing for a girl banned from razors since June 24.
I am stuffed full of lobster Mac n Cheese. (Thanks, Dave!) So I must say Goodnight. Thanks for reading.
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