Thursday's clinic numbers indicated low platelets and dropping RBCs . . . but the call for her to get a transfusion was not made until about 3 minutes after her deaccess. So, Gianni and Dad got to go home (great family dinner and bath time Thursday night = ) ) and we brought her back on Friday late afternoon for a platelet transfusion.
She is definitely feeling the weight of being so far into the chemo. The brief (~ 4 hours, because we had to wait for platelets) day hospital visit was not so much fun for her. She is just tired of all the pokes, prods, checks . . . she put up a bit of a fuss after the access (3rd time in 5 days) but then just napped during the rest of the procedure (I'm sure the Benedryl pre-med was a factor there!). I bundled her up as soon as she was finished and we "ran" out the back door.
We are planning for Dad and Mr. B to hit the cabin this weekend; I'll be watching her closely for fever . . . knock on wood . . .
Although, if history is any indicator, we should get a break until the holiday huh?
Thanks to all for your prayers, wishes, and warm thoughts - we feel them!
