High School Reunion and Tysabri

My 40th high school reunion was wonderful. A handful of us who have kept in touch since graduation all sat together at the same table, then went out to lunch the next day. We talked and talked. I walked around a little, but mostly just sat at the table and talked to people who came and plopped themselves down next to me for a chat. No one asked me what was wrong physically with me, for which I was grateful. However, Montana was a huge hit. Everyone wanted to know about him and what he was able to do for me. So, through him, my illness came out for discussion after all.

The picture is of my handful of HS friends. We had a 2-hour lunch, talking and laughing, and no one wanted it to end. What a wonderful weekend it was!

I was accepted by NORD for financial assistance with my Tysabri co-pay, so I will begin the infusions September 25. I can't wait! I feel so very positive about this drug; that it's either going to improve some of my symptoms or, at the very least, stop the progression. The people at the TOUCH program who handle Tysabri patients are very nice and caring. They sent me a tote bag, a nice red fleece blanket, and lots of information and resources about Tysabri.

Time to go work in the garden on this beautiful day. I've planted my first ever winter carrots, and already the feathery tops are an inch high. I have so enjoyed my five little gardens! I had enough tomatoes to share with the neighbors, and for us to eat nearly every day. I even made two batches of tomato soup. However my favorite, after a tomato sandwich, was to peel the tomatoes and chop them up, then add olive oil and balsalmic vinegar and chill. Now, that is delicious! I also had flowers (I grow nearly everything from seed) called Asclepias that have a beautiful red, orange and yellow bloom. These get about 3' high, and they attract Monarch and Black Swallowtail butterflies.

The five little gardens, plus the potted plants on the deck, were just enough for me to handle. I do a little bit at a time so I don't run out of energy, and I still get some exercise and fresh air and sunshine. Plus, I get a great sense of accomplishment growing and harvesting plants. Montana is always out with me in case I fall, and DH pokes his head out once in awhile to see if I'm okay. They keep watch over me, but not in a pushy way. I love them both for that.