I arrived at the hospital early this morning after a beautiful rest in my own bed last night. While I still have to get up 6-7 times during the night, it's nice to walk on my carpet to my own bathroom, without unplugging my pole, rolling it, replugging it in while trying not to cross my IV lines, not to mention not being interrupted at midnight and 4 AM for vital signs and blood work. Ah, the luxuries of sleeping in your bed without an IV pole.
After blood work and a few IV transfusions, Dr. Chaudry made his daily appearance at my door. My blood counts were really good - both my platelets and hemoglobin reached normal levels, and my white count was still hanging in the normal range as well. Remarkable. His examination of my abdomen indicated further improvement with the typhilitis. In his nonchalant manner, he said I could go home until Friday morning (unless pain increased, a fever arose, and about 10 other signs), and perhaps by Wednesday next week I'd be visiting the OUTPATIENT Bone Marrow Clinic. UNBELIEVABLE. It was less than a week ago that the word "typhilitis" even came up, and my neutrophils were 0.1. While the next three months are still a big unknown, it is nothing short of amazing where I am at today.
So I am sitting on the sofa posting this, after having a delicious meal of salmon, grilled vegetables and potatoes with mom and dad on the deck in our back yard. It was my first solid meal in 2 weeks, and quite a change from the liquids I had yesterday. Life is sure unpredictable. Cheers and thanks for the energy.
