My poor bone marrow has really taken a beating. First there's the invasion of the Stupid Leukemic Zombie Cells that crowded out and devoured all the normal healthy cells. Then we send in Zombie Warrior with her arsenal of chemo weaponry. She plowed through the halls of my marrow leaving a wake of gore and shell casings. The zombie cells were annihilated, but somewhat at the expense of my bullet hole-riddled marrow.
The latest and greatest news from The White Coat Folks is that they may take me off of the antibiotic I've been receiving every six hours through my IV, Cletus. Apparently, some medicines and antibiotics actually can suppress white count production. The docs are hoping that perhaps this is the answer to my pokey white blood cell production, and by pulling me off the antibiotic, we might be able to get this show on the road.
So there we are. More waiting. More frustration. Thank the Good Lord for all my readers and Pajibans who have been gifting me with books and entertainment. It chases away the boredom, fo' sho'.
Blood Drive in my honor to be held Thursday, May 15 from 3-7 pm!
For those of you in the RVA area, a blood drive is being held next Thursday at Dumbarton Elementary School, located at 9000 Hungary Spring Rd. in the West End (near Hermitage High School). The drive was organized by the staff at the school, which is also the school where my mother works. They are holding the drive in my honor because we all know what a freakin' vampire I've been since moving to LeukemiaTown, scarfing down blood transfusions.
If you are interested in participating in the drive, please let me know, so we can contact the school with a rough estimate of donors (It helps the Virginia Blood Service staff for the drive.). Please feel free to pass the word about the drive to anyone you think would be interested. If you've never given blood, I encourage you to consider it. Maybe the process is a little uncomfortable, but you just don't know how valuable these donations are to those of us who need them.
I leave you with a tip on Life in The Big House: Avoid cooking shows, like Top Chef. I was practically slobbering all over myself watching last night's episode. Even though in real life, I'd never have eaten beef brisket or Chilean sea bass.