Things may change by the end of this week, but I'm still hanging in there. My counts are on the way down, which is what my doctors wanted. I may even need a blood transfusion, but as long as I stay my playful and joyous self, I might not need blood products. The nurses come to my house again this weekend, to give me chemo four days in a row. Then I earn another two weeks of rest. Mom and Dad are hoping I can avoid another fever and 4 day hospital stay as next weekend comes. I'm hoping for that too. But honestly and truthfully and from the top to bottom of my being... I feel good.
This week at clinic I sat all by myself like a big girl while the nursing staff took my vitals. I never did that before.
I read a book while I got IV fluids and chemo.
I came home and took some selfies while wearing a new hat. I'm not sure who sent it. Mom says the packaging said it was from China. Thank you anonymous donor.
Thank you to all anonymous blood donors too. Giving of yourself is such a generous gift. There are kids each day, like me, who can make it another day to play and sing and jump and trap themselves in the bathroom so well that their Moms have to call 911, just because of you. Yes, that last part is true... I kind of did trap myself in the restroom last night. A big shout out to the nice officers who came to our house to help me break free. Luckily, they didn't have to cut the door down. Daddy was able tell me how to get out of there and I was able to follow his directions. Poor mom was a bit hysterical.
I hope you have a good day. I plan to have a good day, too
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