The griffin’s way to the sky? The mole’s way underground? The wolf’s way through the woods?

So I was running fevers for 3 days. Just get them and then they’d go away for the rest of the day. The first time it was 100.6. Since I have Acute Myelogenous Leukemia, also called AML, which is a cancer of the blood and bone marrow, I need to go to the ER if I have a 100.4 temp or higher.

I couldn’t find the paperwork that said what temperature I needed to go in for, so I took a Tylenol for the aches, and it went away. The next day, it was only 100.3, and I saw the nurse for a blood draw. She told me I should have gone in, but then I needed a transfusion. And NOT to take Tylenol if I get a fever or it will mask it. So the next day, I had the transfusion (wrote 2,000 words on Wolf Heir while doing it), went home after lunch, took a nap, and began throwing up when I got up two hours later, and had a temperature of 101.5. It’s all because of the cold I got from the kids.

I didn’t want to go in. My son, DIL, and grandbaby would only be here until Friday morning, and then they’d be back in Okinawa. I figured the fever would go away by the time we had the hour-long drive down to Houston on Tuesday.

Sure enough, I got to the ER, and the prescreen showed no fever. It’s like when you take your car in and it’s not working, but for the mechanic, it won’t show the same issues you’re having with it.

They still took me in. When they took the temperature in the back, it reached 100.9. I explained that the nurse told me I had to come in if it was 100.4 or higher. (I wouldn’t have otherwise.) And they asked me what cancer I have. When I said AML, their eyes widened. Yeah, it’s a very aggressive cancer and if you end up with an infection, you can turn septic really fast and die.

So I ended up in the hospital from Tuesday night through Thursday afternoon. It might not seem long, but it seemed interminable because I wanted to see my son and his family off on Friday. I had wanted to spend the rest of the time with them during the week. The doctor gave me a Get Out of Jail Free Card–her words, Thursday afternoon, and we enjoyed lunch, dinner, playing Baldur’s Gate, watching Andor, and I got to drive them to the airport on Friday.

Monday is more blood work. Tues is more blood work and I see my doctor. Which means the start of cycle 3 of chemo. I feel like I’ve been doing this for years. ugh.

Hope your day is less wild!!

Terry

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