Home Alone

Mom flew home today (first class in a Boeing 757!) and Kent went to work. Gives me no excuse. The house is in order and I have an early clinic. Considering I missed out on 3 hours of sleep last night, I could use some rest. But thanks to the steroids, I might have a repeat tonight. Steroids are on the schedule for Sunday and Monday, then done.

We had a great morning just chilling on the deck with breakfast until it got warm, then I got out. With my hair.  Mom drove me to publix, and I waited in the car. Who-hoo.

Kent found my hair. Not a bad look, but he chickened out and didn't wear it to work.

Nice little bit of rain this evening after a stunning perfect day. Good sleeping weather.  Except Annie doesn't like thunder. Hope there won't be much.

I am still in good spirits, eating and drinking well, plenty of energy, not nauseated at all. Lucky girl.

Tomorrow will probably be a dose of blood and platelets, since I am sure I am at absolute zero. (Neutropenic, no immune system, vulnerable.)

As always, we hope for a short visit. Don't get me wrong, the staff is wonderful. But it is not home.