Monday May 9th - You Never Know What's Next

Well, Monday was quite the day. I had expected to take Deb in the morning for her bloodwork (a busy day apparently) and then to radiation. There were some mechanical issues and not all the radiation equipment was functioning. This equals wait! Deb is sent to isolation or a clean room as she is not allowed to be with the unwashed masses of the waiting room. With her white blood cell count a whopping 33 (it should be well over 100) we are not taking any chances.

So off to Hematology; the waiting room here looked like there was a sale or something, perhaps free bloodwork. So we sat off to the side, masked and trying to blend in HA!. Once called to the front, the rest usually is simple. Not so, down for radiation and then a call to meet with the oncology team, the blood results are back that fast.

Deb's system is not great, her electrolytes are trying to come back, her red blood cells are great and the white ones, well they leave a lot to be desired. So, a medication is prescribed and of course is not covered. So picture this, a fat old man in very cool sneakers, dashes across a main road to the local pharmacy with a script in hand for some sort of magical potion that encourages Deb's bone marrow to go into overdrive.

Neupogen is the name if any medical folks are reading. Luckily we are covered as the bill was over $1100 for the five viles. The price is only exceeded by the cruel list of side affects that may happen. Actually, compared to what Deb has already there were only a couple on the list that she hasn't experienced yet. But c'mon, poor thing is suffering enough now this too!

Nevertheless, she got her shot (stings a bit too) and we lumbered off home.

Deb actually ate a bit today and told me that she finished her ensure (vanilla only) so  I have no reason to doubt.

I made it into work after lunch until about 6 or so. So much going on these days with cruel deadlines and weather that is less than cooperative.

We are looking towards an upward swing in all Deb's levels over the next few days. If she doesn't improve her treatment scheduled for Friday morning at 6:45 will be postponed yet another week. The anxiety of not having the treatment, is almost as bad as the side affects. We just want this to be over so that we can get on with our lives.Time alone will tell.

On the crappy side of things, now that Deb has cancer, it is considered a "pre-existing condition" and therefore she can not get insurance for our trip, cancellation and the rest. Never mind, we are going regardless.

Take good care of yourselves and loved ones. You never know what is around the next corner, so ensure that today is the best day ever. However trite it may sound, every day really is a gift.