The Good, the Bad & the Ugly

The Good

I had the most wonderful birthday! Mir came by in the morning, brought some birthday goodies (I LOVE the p.j.s!), we took a few pictures, then she took me to FCC for my cocktail. Got that done and Marty picked me up. Came home and the phone calls, text messages and the net Birthday greetings were non-stop all day! I have such wonderful people in my life! The day was so pleasant. I had a fund raiser on Facebook for AML for my birthday and the response was beyond my hopes! Thanks all!



The Bad

Saturday I knew things weren't quite right. Didn't feel bad just didn't feel good. Sunday, just a little worse. A little petechiae. Not as much as I have had before so I didn't panic. Figured we'd deal with it Monday morning when I went to FCC for CBC.

Monday FCC for counts. sigh. My platelets were at 0. Didn't even register. Peggy gave me my cocktail with a twist of vitamins & Nulasta while she set up for me to go to Germantown Methodist for platelet & blood transfusions. Little did I know it would turn into a 4 day stay. While there, Allison had a birthday, Ian celebrated (?) his 25th Birthday and Gary had a birthday. Happy Birthday! Also Marty had a FedEx anniversary. Busy week.

The Ugly
Another thing that happened while I was there...my hair started falling out. My favorite. It absolutely drives me crazy! Itchy little hairs! So Ashley, Ian's girlfriend, did the honors of shaving my head. First into a mohawk, then a little tuft of hair just in the very front, then the entire head. All of 3 South seemed to enjoy this little ritual. Chaplin Jack just kept walking by, glancing in, shaking his head and walking away. With the mohawk I looked very much like Manny the Mammoth from Ice Age. "I'm not fat! I'm poofy!" A good time was had by all.

I was realeased on Thursday. Got a good nights sleep in my own bed. Went to FCC on Friday for counts check and (sigh again) platelets sucked. Off to St. Frances for Platelets. They got us going fairly quickly. Gave me my premeds then there was a 1 hour delay on the platelets coming up. Once they got there, they were frozen and had to be defrosted. About half way thru I started having a reaction (probably becuz the benedryl was not at it's peek anymore) and having done this before, I knew what was happening right away. Nurse comes running in, sees the welts, runs out, calls Doc Weeks. By the time he called back I was COVERED! Gave me a steroid and by the time the bag was finished and I was getting in the car, all was pretty much cleared up.

The weekend was uneventful! I love uneventful!

Monday I went to FCC for Counts. All are finally slowly but surely rising on their own. No longer neutropenic! yea! Peggy put the blood kit together for me to FedEx to Vandy. Got that sent. Got a reprieve from FCC until Thursday! YEEHAA! So now I'm just working on getting some energy back. hanging out. doing a little here and there. Really want to make a quilt before I go to Vandy so I can have something colorful. Really want to get some pictures in albums. sigh (once again). amazing how fast a day can go by even when you aren't doing anything.