I wake up from my nap and its time to get my pre-medication before I start the 2nd dose of treatment of Thymoglobulin. My mom has made it back to the hospital and my sister is still there updating her on the daily activities. The nurse comes in and lets me know she is going to administer the Benadryl via my PICC line in my left arm (freaking great is my thought...more damn choking) along with the Prednisolone which will run for the hour. I can take the Tylenol via mouth so I take that first because it's the easy one. So let the good times roll, she starts to push the Benadryl via my PICC line and just as I expected I start choking and 5 minutes later I'm knocked out. I must have slept for the hour because as I was waking up my sister was getting ready to head back home. I said my goodbyes and out the door, she went.

My mom was heating up some food for me but I really didn't have an appetite so I ate a little bit of the pasta she brought from home and took my rejection meds. The nurse was on her way back in to start the 4-hour treatment. She hooks the medicine up to my PICC line and I checked my phone to see if I missed any calls, texts or emails and then lay down. As I said before, the nurse comes in every 15 minutes to check my vital signs to make sure I'm not having an allergic reaction. So far so good and off to sleep I go. Oh, did I forget to mention I also have a patient care tech come in and check my blood sugar 3-4 times a day! The medicine is hard on your body and increases your sugar so they monitor me constantly to make sure I don't need insulin injections too. It's all just a bit much!