Good News

Today Ed went to the clinic and actually got to leave it after the appointment for the first time!

Hooray!

The blood test revealed that his ANC (the critical number that tells everything about the blood...it's magically - mathematically derived) was 1.56.

This was finally within a "good" range. It's been 0 before.

Thankful.

We heard today that a new port may be placed within two weeks now. This is different information than from the surgeon. One month was our first idea.

What a relief for Grandma, who is carefully flushing the PICC line with heparin every 12 hours. If the port goes in the PICC can go out.

We are watching the wound from the old port infection carefully. It looks good, and the antibiotics are working. We must change that dressing once a day now, not twice.

Having Ed at his grandparents was the perfect solution to keeping his two infection prone sites clean.

The dogs and cats are not even allowed to visit Ed.

Really, with the worst winter in years behind us the pets are all shedding copiously. Not the best for non-normal openings in the body.

We were able to see two oncology doctors today, our regular clinic nurse, the wound/skin specialist, our favorite Chaplain Hal, and several others. It's like a reunion in a weird way.

Tomorrow we visit the psychiatrist and give a report...and plan a new road map for bi-polar too.

Twelve hours at a time. 

That's how you do it. That's how you manage.

And how could anyone deal with this without God?

Simply unthinkable.

Knowing that each of our days was ordained from before we were knit in our mother's wombs is greatly comforting.

Other pesky problems have sprouted, and with the support of family and friends they are being taken down. That is a relief. It does make it easier to have such great help. Thank you.