I see light at the end of the tunnel! Three miles on the treadmill yesterday and four miles on the roads today, in glorious 80-degree sunshine, leaves me with a puny little three miles to run this weekend to accomplish my goal of running 60 miles for the benefit of the Oregon Food Bank.
Today I was in terrible pain. But not in my legs.
In my arm!
Let me explain:
4th of July – Los Angeles (photo by Lenny’s Dad)
Whooping Cough (Pertussis) is given with a tetanus vaccine these days. Tetanus also comes teamed with a Diphtheria vaccination*. Of course, when I cut my finger (in January) the emergency room doctor gave me the Tetanus-Diphtheria injection… so this future Grandma had to get ANOTHER Tetanus injection – this time paired with Pertussis. Are you still with me? Basically, I can now walk barefoot on rusty nails and I’m good! My doctor said there was no risk in receiving two Tetanus injections within 7 months, but the injection site would be extra sore for a few days – twice as painful as the injection I had in January. Fun times!
To double-up on double pain – the pharmacy only had child-sized (half) doses of the T-dap immunization in-stock, so I was given two shots! My arm feels like a boxer used it as a punching bag. DT went to a different pharmacy and received a big-boy dose – one injection. He is sore as well.
This kid had better be really cute.
Speaking of cute! Here we are with a two-day-old Lisa. We were practically children ourselves. This photo was taken just after we returned to our apartment from the hospital (Manila, The Philippines) in 1981. Lisa weighed 6 pounds, 6 ounces.
He still looks at her that way.
The Lovely Lisa, two weeks old. Sweetness.
That teeny little baby is nearly 30 years old and about to have a child of her own.
We are blessed.
Until my next update, I remain, your “pin cushion Bubbe” correspondent.
* I am not a doctor. Talk to your doctor about this injection.