Welcome home flowers and cake.
And just to keep things real for you, because life isn’t just cake and flowers…
Before I left St. Louis, the doc told me my lymphocytes were high or low–whatever is not good. So I am getting a new antibiotic. If I get thrush again, I might scream.
The itchy rash I was whining about now covers about 90% of my body. I’ve got rx hydrocortisone, Benadryl, Gold Bond itch relief lotion. Still miserable.
But I’m miserable at home with Dan. And Boomer & Izzy are super snuggly.