Up early to head to clinic. Christine got to spend the night with her Ferfer.
Jesse and I were out the door by 6:30am. Midtown tunnel was backed up off the bridge. I know it’s petty, but there is this woman that is always cutting the line. Every time I hit the tunnel at a certain time, she is cutting in line. Why can’t she be polite?
Parked in the garage at 7:55am (sat in line for the Midtown Tunnel for 20 minutes). We were in clinic by 8am.
Jesse’s labs were back in about 30 minutes (they are pretty quick). Her ANC is 14,058 (Normal Range is 1,500 to 8,000) They asked me if I had been giving her extra filgratsin in her shot. Nope… last time we double it, her ANC hit 86,000. I don’t see a reason to repeat that!
Luckily an ANC this high means no shot for Jesse. She’s thrilled. So am I. It’s not my favorite thing to hear, “Mommy don’t hurt me.”
We get to head out of clinic at 10am.
We are currently waiting for audiology to schedule her hearing test for this week. On Tuesday, she will be admitted for round 5… with cisplatin… aka cispukin…
On the ride home… Jesse pukes. She gets to ride the rest of the way home in Christine’s car seat. I could have put her back in her seat, but with everything going on… making her sit in puke just seems insulting.