Baby Steps

He's taking baby steps in the right direction. White blood cells are "up to" 0.98, but his ANC count is starting to go up finally. That's the type of white blood cell that fights bacterial infections. We were told that he's "on his way to being able to go home tomorrow." What this means is that it's not beyond the realm of possibility that we'll be in the hospital on Christmas.

Meanwhile, they're discharging kids left and right. The entire 4300 wing is gone home or about to go home.

Every day it's getting more and more difficult to wake up to the news that we're not going home today. If we're still here when Christmas is over, that news will be easier to swallow. I guess we should start making plans for spending Christmas in the hospital. Hopefully those plans won't come to fruition.

Every morning I dream that I wake up and learn that his white blood cells are way up and that we'll be going home. Sometimes it's as high as 7, sometimes it's around 4 but it's always good enough to go home. And it never fails, I always wake up after that dream and either look at the piece of paper to my left or go out and ask his nurse about his counts. And, well, you know the results.

Hey Lorraine. I like a million dollars! :) I got the cashews and I got the joke. I'll try not to eat them all in one sitting. Thanks for the cashews though! There is no better snack in the world.