IVIG: Perfect, I love acronyms!

Tomorrow at 7am, I'm going to have a new adventure!
I wish you could join me, but instead, I'll be sure to post an update.

Oh wait, first I wanted to tell you that we had a funeral at church this morning and it went very well. It's so truly, genuinely, amazingly special to journey with people as the celebrate and mourn and grieve. Funerals are a holy, holy time.

And there's a wedding tomorrow, and I'm getting excited for that, too.
I get just a teensy bit nervous because I really want everything to go well.
But I've rehearsed it all many, many times - so it should be splendid!
Yippee for love!

Okay - now back to my Saturday morning adventure.

I'll be receiving a treatment called IVIG! Doesn't that sound thrilling? It stands for Intravenous Immunoglobulin. Delicious! :) I wish I could just add it to a green smoothie and drink it.

But instead, I get to be hooked up to an IV for 3 hours. Maybe I can do some fun reading. Then I'll proceed with normal pastor life for the rest of Saturday and Sunday. Monday at 7am, I'll go back for another 3 hours of IVIG adventure. Blood tests on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday again next week. And hopefully this will work. IVIG isn't a long-term solution, but it almost always (82% of the time)works in the short-run to boost platelets to a normal level.

I am not "super" excited about it, but I will be meeting with a surgeon on Monday at 10am about the removal of my blessedly confused spleen. The meeting is just an overview and a time to ask questions. I don't *have* to get my spleen out just because we meet. So, maybe something wonderful will happen and I can keep the dear organ that is very nearly driving me bananas. If not, I'll be sad. I really did want to keep my spleen. But what's a girl to do? If an organ refuses to cooperate, there aren't many options. A lot of people live very normally without spleens. 60% of the time spleenectomy solves the problem.

Okay, I need to get back to pastor life.
Thanks for journeying with me through the platelet saga.
I don't feel too sad or discouraged today.
I feel pretty perky.
Mostly I'm just thinking about all I need to do in the next 3 days for work.
I suppose that if I have to live without platelets, it's at least good to have distractions.

Farewell for now!

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