Day +13

Steven received a unit of RBC's this morning.  Nothing like a bag of oxygen carrying cells to start your day.  His WBC count has climbed to 0.5!  Now we are talking!  He ate an English muffin for breakfast.
Hoping to lose the TPN soon.

Steven actually had a busy morning.  The physical therapist came in and challenged Steven with walking in place for 2 minutes, balancing on one foot, and bending over.  I'm kidding, it wasn't challenging but at least it was movement…as much movement you can do in one room.
Lunch didn't go so well.  He ordered a nutritional shake one of the nurses recommended.  Let's just say after lunch they increased his dose of anti-nausea medications.

A recreational therapist came and played a card game with Steven.  I'm not sure why I busted my rump on a biology and chemistry degree when I could have been a recreational therapist.  I didn't know there was such a thing.  Steven said the game was similar to UNO.  My idea of being a recreational therapist is playing racquetball in the patients room….

We have been married for 36 years and I just learned something about my husband, he has a perfectly shaped head.  You don't know that until they shave their head!  In the whole scheme of things hair just isn't that important.  It's a small price to pay for a cure.  Steven said he is auditioning for a "little brussels sprout" from the movie Major Payne.  I hope all the non-Scouters get the humor in this because we had a big laugh over it.  You'll have to Google it because I'm not technological enough to include the link.

Steven had a visitor today who would understand this reference.  Glad Steven still has his sense of humor!  That is one of the things that make him so great and something MDS can't take away from him.