grouchies

Paige went up to the H a couple days ago with a fever. So she'll be there for at least a few more days getting antibiotics.

fuzzy bunny hair

Because Paige went so long between her second-to-last and last rounds of chemo, her hair began to grow back, just a little. It's soft and fuzzy, and is starting to get dark in places. But the last round (which was last week) will kick in at some point here in a few days, and then I think she'll be bald again. But it's fun to get a preview of how cute she'll be while it's growing in!

As soon as her blood counts recover from this last round, they will do a bone marrow biopsy. I expect that will be withing the next three weeks. If the lab people see any cancer cells at all, even just 1%, it means that the chemo was ineffective.

So please pray like mad!

Thursday

Ben stayed with Paige during her two day chemo run. She's back home now (they drove in the blizzard) sans Broviac. Somehow it came out earlier today, and it looks like the cuff stayed inside her when everything else pulled out. She might have surgery in the future to fish it out of her chest. Pray that it won't lead to an infection in the meantime.

Wow. The boringness of my blog amazes me. Sorry folks. I guess I can be thankful that there is no current crisis.

I just heard a sqeak in the kitchen, where Francesca, my cat, had cornered a mouse. The same mouse, I believe, that she had mortally (or so I thought) wounded this morning. It was huddled earlier today in the sleeve of a fleece jacket, and from what I could see, looked bloody. Luke asked me if God could heal it, and then wanted me to pray, so I did. And there you have it, now it's running around my kitchen.