My kids have watched previews for the Grinch every morning this week. We’ve made grandiose plans to make our first ever family trip to theatre to see it. Matching shirts have been bought, promises of popcorn and juice have been made. Dairy Queen lunch date to follow.
After a delay of game with the hospital stay last weekend this evening had been set aside for decorating the tree and transforming the house to Christmas mode. This truly is one of my most favourite days of the year.
My heart couldn’t have been more full or content thinking of the perfect day ahead.
A low grade fever brought me into the Emerg early this morning. At first it seemed everything was precautionary. But here I am, on the wrong side of unlikely, 7/1000 chemo patients end up with a very serious condition known as Febrile Neutropenia, and well folks, you guessed it. No white blood cells.
I’m here for a couple days, trying to fight off whatever is compromising my system. I’m scared and my heart aches for my babies who won’t understand.