A Trip Into Town, With Oxygen

We were delighted to learn that if you throw the 50 ft length of tubing over the railing, Joe can hang out downstairs, in the living room and al banco at the kitchen counter, and still use R2D2/Darth Vader (aka the oxygen concentrator or The Machine that Sucks All of the Air Out of the Room).

We left R2D2 behind today, strapped on our oxygen tanks (well, really we dragged them along) and went shopping.  For important things, like ingredients for corn bread.  This was a good dress rehearsal for our 8AM appointment tomorrow with the Bone Marrow Transplant doc.

Cruisin' in the right direction...