now that didn't work so good

The title line is what our sweetheart of a grandson says whenever there is a spill or a stumble in the normal flow of life. Well last night was one of those occasions. After a day of some rabid cleaning, juicing and kavetching about juicing (a normal 4th day effect) and a ill conceived trip into the nasty weather for "errands" that was filled with several uncontrollable fits of giggles (the kind that make you pee your pants if you have that propensity), we arrived home and I rested while the girls went about their business. Their business included cleaning the master bathroom which had been sorely neglected in the past few weeks, a well appreciated task. I had such serious detox brain that I openly feared for my ability to take care of my sweaty husband and to be able to to continue to guide their healing path. With a little consultation, I decided that eating some solid food would definitely help the situation for me. An avocado and a handful of nuts later, I could feel my neurons start connecting again, enough so that I felt confident that with concentration I could mix IV bags, start an IV on Doug and hook up all three of my patients to their healing elixers. Which I did indeed do. Fortunately Oceana's hep lock was still working very well, Isis' PICC line was operational and Doug IV start went without a hitch. All three of them sat and watched a fairly decent movie while I monitored their IVs, and finished up the making of 4 quarts of green juice. Everything went well, until the very end of the treatment session when Isis started to complain about her right eye being itchy. I noticed that her IV was finished about 15 minutes earlier than I expected, probably a result of taking care of both Oceana's and Doug peripheral IVs after they finished an not keeping an eagle eye on her rate. My laxness was the result of knowing that she had been receiving this particular supplement for months with no previous untoward reactions and the need to flush and secure both of the others IV's after they had finished. Believe me it a mistake that I won't make again. Her right eyelid swelled to moderately massive proportions, with the other one following suit. No other anaphylactic symptoms were apparent but that was enough for both of us to be very concerned for her well being. A call to the center confirmed my thoughts and I gave her some benadryl to stop the histamine reaction. When the nurse from the center called back and said that the doctor said to give her steroids, monitor her and bring her to the ER if she got worse and that she should follow up with him today, that felt a little over the top to me, but not wanting to put her well being at risk, I dragged out the only steroids that we had in the house, Franky's. She wasn't not really into the program of taking the dogs steroids, curious but some what understandable as most lay folks wouldn't think that using their pets drugs as an alternative to getting their own. But let's just first say, these particular steroids are the same that people get every day, as a matter of fact this particular came from a pharmacy for people. Anyway, she didn't want to take dog drugs, I didn't really want to have to give it too her either if she didn't absolutely need it. I like to keep "just in case" drugs and procedure to a minimum most of the time. Anyway, she didn't take it, which made both of us happy, though we were both concerned about her reaction. She and Oce went to bed, I stayed up and finished my book, checked on her 3 more times before going to bed at one, it kind of reminded me of night shift at the hospital, creeping in to the patients room with a flashlight, silently counting their respirations, looking at their slumbering faces, all while not waking them up. I finally went off to my bed, which was well on its way to being soaked from Doug's nightly sweats, a very worrisome symptom, which means we will have to turn our attentions toward some definitive decisions about his treatments very very soon. This morning the eye looks better, still a little swollen, no other symptoms have presented them selves and her last night's benadryl wore off hours ago, so disaster averted, both of us a bit shaken but ready to soldier on with the plan. The plan today is more network chiropratic for Isis and I, perusal of raw food books for Ocey during our treatments, colonics all around and I will be at the center picking up supplies and negotiating payments. More IV's tonight, Bride wars for a movie, Kombucha cocktails and a young Thai cocnut for Isis as a treat. More info to be copied for Ocey's new three ring binder full of suggestions for well being, and recipes for raw foods, a revamp of concentrations for Isis' IVs and looking forward to massages for all tomorrow. A lot of activity but a lot of grace also. Have to let go of Ocey on Sunday, which makes me very sad as I love the critter, she has added her own lovely flavor to this experience and it has enriched my life to have her here. I think we have given her a nice spring board to take better care of herself in the near future and I know that she will be fine in the long run, she is just too beautiful, intelligent and gifted not to be. Isis and I have about 3 weeks left to make an impact on her general well being, I am positive that it is happening already in spite of swollen eyelids and complaints of colonic implants and such. Doug is off to school again this morning to teach for the second day, I hope he enjoys himself, he had yoga yesterday which seemed to uplift him. Another IV tonight and a nebulizer treatment are on tap for him. Probably a JSJ treatment and leg massage will be happening too. Some raw food prep will start for Oce tonight also to get her some snacks for the plane ride and the reentry into her real life. I have a Jenny and a Jamesy coming on Monday afternoon so we get a snuggle and a visit in before they fly off to Puerto Rico for Jen's best friends wedding for a week or so. I will let you know just how much of this gargantuan plan actually get's pulled off. Just try not to feel sorry for me or reprimand for taking on too much, or not taking care of myself. This is my life right now, I get to laugh, cry, worry and grow. So do you, it is inevitable if you just try to be of service to others every day. At the end of the day it is the only thing that we can do that makes this crazy life make any sense at all.