A person is usually not attached to anything more than their own suffering. – Anonymous
My daughter continues to be not much more than mildly annoyed by her IV treatments, four times a day. We’re both pretty tired. We generally don’t finish the 11 PM IV till just before midnight, and then I set the alarm for 4:45 AM to get the saline and anti-coagulant injections out of the fridge to bring them to room temp before we start the 5 AM IV. Her older brother (who went through this himself last summer) volunteered to move in for the week to help me, and he’s been doing the 11 AM and 5 PM IVs which gives me a much needed break… to work and nap. Robbie’s out in Oregon for her Dad’s funeral and won’t be home till Sunday.
This IV routine for a month is a pain, but it’s minuscule in comparison to what a friend of mine went through with his son who has cystic fybrosis. As a single dad, he had to do the Airway Clearance Techniques several times a day with his son — thumping on his chest in several different positions while holding him upside down…. for 16 years. Neither one of them ever seemed to make a big deal about it, never getting “attached to their own suffering.” Knowing about this helps put what I’m doing into perspective.