Back in the Clink

Well, things have only gone a little downhill since last night. Nothing major, just more of the same. I had a tough time sleeping last night and was in bed until mid-morning. I tried to make myself some breakfast, but had to abort the mission to lay down as I was finishing up. I just really felt nauseous and lightheaded. 

Daniel brought my food up to me when he got home and kept waiting on me throughout the day -- I just had to stay in bed. I had the chills so I kept checking my temperature and when it hit 101.1 I called the doctor, even though I knew exactly what she would say. Essentially, "Like I said yesterday, you need to go to the ER if you have a fever, dummy." Well, not exactly, but that's how it felt. 

I packed a bag and got here about 5 p.m. I just barely had an elevated temperature when I got here, even though I felt super feverish, with the chills (and still do). After a few hours of tests and being poked and prodded in the ER, they admitted me. My numbers are even lower than yesterday -- .3 white blood cells and .1 for neutrophils. My potassium was low and the biggest new thing -- more than half my blood is gone. Normal count is 12 and I'm at 5.4. I guess sometimes with chemo it causes your bone marrow not produce enough blood and that's why my counts are low. Apparently it's a bit more intricate of a process to get a blood transfusion when you're in chemo so they have to do a bunch of stuff before they can give me the blood. I'm set to be starting soon (it's 11:30 p.m. now) and it should take several hours. They have to take my vitals often throughout the process so I'm not banking on getting a whole lot of sleep. 

They've got me started on the IV and oral antibiotics again and everyone's on cdiff watch. All other tests so far (chest x-ray, urine, etc.) have been negative for infection. So, more of the same. My nurse tonight is the same as the last night I was here last week. Fingers crossed I get one of my two fave day nurses in the morning. (But really, everyone's great, so whatever). I think it's actually Nurse Appreciation Week. I wish I had a big box of treats for the amazing nurses and nursing assistants who take care of me here on 8 South and at chemo. Maybe later. 

That's it. I'm just a few doors down from where I was last week in an identical room (with a different tree out the window -- no balloon stuck in it. Ha.). I really hate when I'm not home when James gets home, expecting to see me, but we FaceTimed tonight and she took it in stride, as usual. I'm assuming I'll at least be here through the weekend. I expect to see my oncologist at some point in the next couple of days (in addition to the usual suspects who I always see at the hospital from her team). 

That's about it. I'll just be here hanging out, hopefully with very little excitement to report anytime soon. :)