Whew! Well, it took a bit of a mess, but I got a reprieve from radiation this week. I did go on Tuesday, before I got told to stop, but that is it.
My white blood count dropped to 1.3 (1300) this week -- anything below 3000 is danger-level. And I wasn't responding to some quick treatments to bring it up. I guess after a couple of weeks of not keeping down food or water, my immune system screamed help. So.....my Dr. said, "No more radiation or chemo until we can get it back up." I am NOT broken-hearted. I want to be done with radiation, but I may not be. When I get a little more stabilized, we will see where we are at and determine at that point if I still need the radiation, or if I can get the results I want with just the chemo. Cross your fingers for me that I won't need anymore radiation.
The good news is that with this reprieve, I have only thrown up a few times this week and I am starting to eat occasionally. Sometimes it even tastes good. Hopefully, all of that will continue. For food to not sound good to ME? Well, that is new.
I have had a much better week. I hate the mask I have to wear and I am not allowed to go to Church for a while, but today I drove to get the kids from school (the first time in about 3 weeks I have driven anywhere) and I did laundry today. I cried doing the laundry........so grateful to be feeling up to doing laundry. Isn't that funny? But, as I folded my families clothes I was incredibly grateful for the people who wear them and bless my life each day.