I recently posted about my great weekend. The anniversary, the baby, etc.

Today, I am sucking in all the beauty that is Houston in the fall. Perfect skies, perfect temp, newly mowed lawn and my pup sleeping beside me as I write.

I say this because I AM NOT depressed…

However, on Tuesday morning around 0800, I received a text from my favorite PA, Erin. She had the results of my blood-work that I had done on Friday (my granddaughter’s birthday). This was supposed to be the 4 week post Sovaldi viral load check. It was actually closer to 6 weeks. So far, since week 4 of the regimen, my Hep C has been undetectable.

The message was “Well the bad news is, the virus is back. The good news is, Harvoni was FDA approved on Friday” (yeah, the same one)

So…I am going back on meds, again. Starting in about 1-2 weeks, and will be on those meds for another 6 months. We should have better results this time since the drug combines 2 direct acting antivirals, where as the last treatment only had 1. They are both in the same pill, and have no bad side effects like the Ribavirin I was taking with the last treatment (no more anemia or shortness of breath!!!).

So the word is… go Harvoni! And lots of prayer is needed and appreciated.

Joey and I just had the best weekend we could ever expect. It was our 21st anniversary on Sunday.

On Friday, we drove up to Austin to see our grandson, Waylan, and to be around in the event that Lindsay, our daughter-in-law, went into labor. As it turned out, she and Seth, our son, had gone to the hospital the night before with the intentions of inducing labor on Friday morning (she was 1 week past due date). This, however, was not conveyed to us.

Fortunately, Lindsay’s mom, Denise, had gone up on Thursday afternoon. The grands sat around with Waylan on Friday afternoon, and waited. At around 6pm, we got a text that the baby was here! After about 30 more minutes, we got some pictures. Waylan, who is roughly 2.5 years old, looked at the picture and said excitedly “baby, baby” and tried to pick the picture up. WE were glad for the reaction, because we weren’t sure how he would respond. So we ate supper and waited, since the new mom was tired and didn’t want company.

On Saturday morning, we (the grands and Waylan) went to the hospital to see the new addition. When we arrived, Waylan was so glad to see his parents! He has never been away from them for more than a couple of hours, and he had just spent 36 hours without them. He got up on the bed saying “baby” and “Immy” (her name is Imogene Rose) and wanted to hold her. There wasn’t a dry eye in the room. It was so beautiful to see that instant love and familial bond. He was smiling to beat the band, and being SO gentle. I just started snapping away in burst mode, to try to capture it all.

Imogene is everything I had hoped for, and more. I am so happy for Seth and his newly expanded family. And so happy for me and Joey as we watch our family grow.

Waylan and Immy 1

Waylan and Immy 2

Imogene Rose Grueneberg

Nonnie and Imogene

Papa and Imogene

The little family just got bigger