A three-birthday day around here.
My friend Sterling’s wife gave out his cell number when he wasn’t looking and we all threw him a virtual surprise party with text messages. He thanked me and added as he wrote back, who is this?
Oh, Alison! Oh, okay, cool!
My mom went to her airport to pick up my older sister, who with her husband is taking care of their one-year-old grandson Geoffrey, his parents being deployed; so we got to sing Happy Birthday to Mom and talk to my dad and sister, too.
And I got an answer from the doctor who had ordered the Reclast. The site that had said a low creatinine count was a sign of lupus nephritis had it exactly backwards. Low is good. It’s the high that’s a problem. Given that Reclast can affect kidneys of itself, and, yeah, there will be another test tomorrow, but it does seem to be clearing away.
It’s been probably twenty years since I had to know the details of lupus kidney disease, and I’ve never wanted to go back.
Looks like I won’t have to. Yes!
A certain young man is now officially one, his great-grandmother, that plus 80. It’s a holiday kind of a day all around. Celebrate!