Yes this is a big day, our Day 8, Gracie's WBC count is 1.3 and her ANC is 300! (These are both a measure of disease fighting cells within our bloodstreams they are manufactured in the bone marrow) So this hopefully means that Miss Gracie will start to feel better by next week, which is a welcomed relief to Gary and I as it breaks your heart to see your child so sick and all you can do to comfort them is to hit the bolus on her morphine machine, which usually puts her into la la land. Unfortunately with her counts coming up this will cause some inflammation of the gut lining as it repairs itself making her mucocytosis (sores in her throat) worse before they get better. Bring on the morphine.
On the sad side her hair is falling out in clumps, but we expected this and although for some reason this makes me emotional, I know that it is the least of our worries. I got really emotional the first time it fell out too, go figure. Maybe the apple doesn't fall far from the tree as the thing that bugs Gracie the most it seems is the stat monitor which is like a band aid on her big toe. Why this compared to everything else she has to go through? Who knows, maybe she's just a weirdo like her Mommy.
Anyway happy day to all. Gary is coming at noon and I am off to do some hat shopping and yoga.
The Sterks
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