Okay sportsfans, I'll give you the sugar first.
Back on Day 180, I had a bone morrow biopsy, which was the best one so far in terms of pain. Which, of course is like saying I had the best root canal ever. And the results, well, they remain the same! "There is no evidence of leukemia in the marrow sample" Hooray for that, because I was worried, what with this three week cold of flus and the sore throat.
My WBC dropped down to 0.3, so they gave me a shot yesterday of Neuplasta, a longer-lasting version of Neupagen. And there is concern for for my other counts, so I have to go in on Wednesday for a CBC and possible blood transfusion. I'm telling you, this cold thing is a Rhino!
I'm still hanging in there, I just don't have a whole lot of energy and get tired in a very short period of time. Stupid Blood. I just wish I could sleep for a long period of time. Waking up every 2 hours is very disruptive. Last night I did manage to get a solid six hour sleep with dreams included and it felt wonderful.
If I were back at work, I would have missed three weeks this month. With a cold.
Is that just nuts? Doctor knows best I suppose. I've just got to evade the pneumonia.
That'll be be the end of me I fear.
I'm trying to use all this "sick time" to just do little tiny things around the house. Things I've been meaning to do for a while, but I let slide while I was able to enjoy the outside. Moving lamps, putting away boxes that have been sitting on the floor for months, just real small stuff, remember I get tired real easy. But these small accomplishments make me feel productive and raise my spirits a bit.
Talk about raising spirits, have any of you been watching this AMAZING set of baseball playoffs? The Giants appear to raising the spirit of the whole of San Fransisco. The fans rendition of Journey's "The Lights" made me cry. seriously.
I will be back next week with updates from Weds.
Until then, it's loads of peppermint tea with loads of honey, so I can keep chugging water. If any of you would like to cure the cold, I'm ready.
