Wednesday morning came and it was time for work, felt pretty good but as the day wore on, I really got tired and started tightening up in my chest, I was pretty sure it was just because of the low iron count K. had been talking about. Thursday came and the problems started getting worse, and to make matters even worse on Thursday, the wind was blowing and I spent too much time outside at an employee appreciation picnic that was held at our offices.
By Thursday night, we were heading up for the next treatment, I was too beat to help much at all, Patty had to drive all the way. We stopped a the lab to give the blood and I had to give a little more to be able to to the type and cross match for tomorrow's transfusion. We went out to Coral Canyon to meet Mom and Dad and Bruce and Cara to have some pre-Mother's day desert. I could tell everyone was pretty concerned with my condition, I tried to convince them it was completely because of the low iron count, which at the time I thought was the truth. We finished desert and it was getting late so we all turned in for the night - tomorrow was not going to be the day we thought it would be.
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