We had a lovely New Years Eve evening, in spite of Katy’s bone pain. Dawn and I visited with some friends and then returned home about 9:00 to join the kids, who were engrossed in a game of Settlers of Catan. We moved the dining room furniture to make room for Paul Burton to give a few more dance lessons. He showed us a few steps, and then Colin and Jenn showed him some Swing steps they had learned before their wedding last year. Katy was able to join us from about 10:30 to 1:00. She didn’t dance, but she enjoyed watching. We had a very short fireworks display at midnight.
About 2:30, Dawn woke up with all the symptoms of an intestinal bug (I won’t go into details) and she spent the entire day today in bed. I had planned to go into work for a while to get a head start, but elected to stay home and be available for whatever. Katy was her usual remarkable self; in spite of her own discomfort she worked with me all afternoon to clean up all the evidence of the fun the night before. We decided not to contact Katy’s hematologist today because she doesn’t seem to be getting any worse and she is already scheduled for a visit with her primary care physician on Wednesday morning.
Part of the learning curve in living with HPS is deciding when to call the doctor and when to wait it out or work through it. We are grateful for our HPS friends who are always available to offer encouragement and sometimes counsel. Every HPS patient is different, but it’s a great comfort to describe something to someone and have them say “I’ve been through that.” It reminds me of 2 Corinthians 1:3,4 “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.”
Those of you who have traveled this road before us are able to help us on our journey. You know who you are, and we thank you.Comments: