The last few days I've been trying to rest and recuperate. I've been trying to let myself sleep in a little, although Neal, my cat, often has other ideas around 7:30. I've been sticking to my normal morning schedule as much as possible, but find that it wears me out more than expected. I've usually been ok through lunchtime, but then I need a nap in the afternoon.
There are still a lot of things that I can do, but it takes more energy than I'm used to. I'm trying to be patient, as I do notice small improvements every day. My cousin Liz flew in yesterday and is staying until Sunday to help out. Although she wore an N95 her whole time from Chicago to Durham, the two of us are still wearing masks inside around each other to be safe as she self-tests for Covid over the next few days. It is so good to have her here. It's giving Peter a little break so he can actually work full days. It also is really helpful for me to catch up on things I need to do. For example, I can do laundry even though I can't carry the basket. Plus we are getting some time together, which is really, really nice.
I'm just taking it day by day. I have an infusion on Friday morning, and then my appointment with transplant and all the tests on Monday. Here's hoping that lots of healing takes place by then. My heart rate has been more in the low 100s lately, although there have been two times that it has been down to 93! This is finally closer to where it was before I went into rejection.
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