Day One - Road to Recovery

Very interesting day!  Not at all bad, but interesting.  One would think that if my platelets were at 20,000 on Tuesday and I received one unit of platelets on Wednesday that my count would be better today but, as usual, leave it to me to be different!  Today my count was down to 12,000.  That could explain the honkin' lumpy bruise on my right arm that I have no idea what I may have done to earn and the small bruises on my little finger and my middle finger from wearing my rings today.

I've had no adverse reactions to the chemo at this point and it's been about three hours after leaving the PCI clinic.  In fact, I was hungry as a horse when we left and, since I had to stop and pick up a prescription at Target, their stupid Pizza Hut outlet grew arms and pulled me in and made me buy some bread sticks.  OMG, the sensation reminded me of the text I got from Megan when she first got over her all day morning sickness, was able to eat something besides buttered pasted and said she'd forgotten how good potato chips tasted!  Warm bread sticks, oozing with grease and parmesan cheese!  Who cares about the grease stain on my jeans - that's why we have Tide Sticks! 

Matt and Joelle are still here helping me and we're having grilled burgers and corn on the cob for dinner this evening.  I can't wait!  Matt and Joelle took me to PCI for my chemo and stayed with me except for a few minutes when they ran to get a snack.  It was really nice to have them there to make the time go more quickly.  I'm so blessed to have them so close by.  They are spending the night again tonight so they can go with me again tomorrow.  Megan and Maddy and Jack are coming tomorrow and I'm excited to see them.  I won't be able to play with them as much as I'd like because I have a hep. lock in so they don't have to keep sticking me each time.  They'll be able to use the same IV insert (hep. lock) for three treatments to save my veins.  It only took 1.5 hours and I was able to talk to the staff there in person and we were able to get my times set back to 2:30 on the days that I don't have any other appointments at PCI.  I figured if I didn't asked, it wouldn't get changed for sure!

Again, thanks to your unceasing prayers, I wasn't the least bit apprehensive.  As the nurse started the Dacogen, I made the comment that we were starting the road to recovery!  I was amazed at how calm I was and the more I think about it, the more amazing it is.  Seriously, I'm more of a chocolate mess when I go to the dentist than I was today.  Maybe I should put out an emergency prayer request each time I go in for my six-month dental check up?????

Right now, I'm going to do a quick ...



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