Happy Spring...
Day +8 or day two with a white count… a meek white count, but a white count nonetheless. Yesterday was day +7 (duh) and in keeping with the last rescue’s day +7, it was the first day that showed the WBC without the less than symbol, so too was this day +7. Yesterday’s WBC was 0.14… today is 0.15 and according to the doctors this morning, it means it’s for real… that is to say that the cells have landed. They also mentioned that all the cultures (to this point) have all come back negative… if nothing grows… they will start peeling back the antibiotics. Not a moment too soon for my liking. Just because nothing grew though doesn’t mean that there was nothing there… it means that they (potentially) didn’t find it.
Comparing this rescue to the last one… there are similarities. So here’s to hoping that things continue to be similar. If things hold to the same course then we may only have one more week or so in here… but that’s putting the horse in front of the cart at this point. Just like the last time the GCSF (aka Neupogen) was started yesterday… and if things go like the last one… day +10 should be around the time we see an ANC… a couple of days should tell the tale. With mouth sores and her bottom still being sore… the occasional bout with nausea and pining to go home it’s as the Talking Heads once said… Same as it ever was.
She did end up on the PCA (several days ago) and it’s funny to me that they’re like pushers… constantly checking in to see if she’s getting enough. Pain management stops by several times a day asking if “we need to increase it”. Truly no offense to the staff (said it before and will say it over and over, they’ve all been fantastic) but they remind her “don’t forget to push the button”. It’s just funny to me is all, I know that they just want her to be comfortable… as we all do… it’s just the approach reminds me of a pusher. Psssst… hey, you wanna feel good?
They noticed a bit of blood in the urine this morning… due to low platelets… and so she got a transfusion. Just in time too… she spent the better part of the late afternoon into early evening stuffing tissue after tissue up her nose to stop a bloody nose. Then once it stopped… she sneezed… yup, more tissue and more waiting. Stopped it again, but then she felt the need to blow her nose. I know.
Well, it’s back to all the fun that can be had in a 10x12 room with a TV that gets a handful of channels and a fuzzy speaker. A hospital wireless network connection that is well… more of a dis-connection. That is to say it seems to me that the connection status changes every time a door opens or closes in this place. To put it another way… breathe in… connected, breathe out… disconnected. In, connected, out not connected. Oh well, at least it stays connected long enough for me to tap a few lines out.
Sometimes…
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