Feeling pretty light-headed and run down, I went into the cancer center this morning to get results from Dr. N. Before that, I had my blood drawn and the results were very poor.
I began to think the end is near. I imagined N explaining, "Sorry, but nobody survives with these numbers!"
Then N blew in saying the scan results are "very good" and maybe even "exciting." All indicators are positive: no signs of lymphoma anywhere.
What about the dreadful blood test? —Red and white blood cell counts really low; my platelets are down to 39 (normal starts at 150)!
Well, as it turns out, you should expect low blood numbers right after chemo, and I'm a week out from my last infusion, and so that's what that's about. N was not concerned.
He did say: don't get sick; live in a bubble. Don't be takin' up skateboarding.
They gave me a red blood cell booster shot and then they spun me out the door.
Batten down the bubble hatch! Full steam ahead! --Roy
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