Non exciting updates continue

Nothing much to update.  

Erik seems to be a little more exhausted and little more cranky which may or may not be a medical condition.

I had to travel out of state last week and i'm not going to lie:  I had anxiety.   

I'm really not a have anxiety kind of girl.  Shocking, I know.  I like to say something is giving me anxiety for dramatic emphasis.  Sometimes I get self created anxiety over irrational things like "will a stranger try to make small talk with me on the plane" or "what if I don't end up liking the new paint color that is the 4th color that wall has been."  See.  Irrational.

I think I had some real life anxiety.  I worried about what if something happened and Jack was home alone and didn't know what to do.  What if I couldn't get home quickly if I needed to do that.  What if Jack ate fast food for 3 days straight.  Things like that.

Ultimately I calmed down.  The truth is something can happen to anyone at any time.  Stephanie lives close.  Nick was home for spring break.  I have fabulous friends who Jack would know to contact.  And plus it soon occurred to me that i didn't have to take the puppy out at 6 a.m. in 13 degrees for two whole days.  Peace set in.

We still have our dialysis seminar on March 13th.  I don't think they will offer us some fabulous deal on a cheesy time share when we are done but one can hope.  So far it seems like no one will tell him he has to go on dialysis but when he starts feeling worse than he does now that will probably be the time.  Let's have a communal cross your fingers that it's after spring break.  Two weeks from today people.  Two.  Weeks.

Erik's transplant evaluation extravaganza was moved to April 16th.  From April 17th.  I guess some urgency set in there for someone.

And now to address the real reason you all are checking for updates:  

The kitchen table is being delivered today.  

My girlfriend pointed out that this only means I can start eating at home again.  I would like to take a minute to thank my family for not referencing the rather large dining room table just one room over when I made "well since they didn't deliver the table yet we have no option but to go out to a restaurant where they have tables" comments.  Well trained group if I might say so myself.

One table down.  One kidney to go.