Black is the new red.

Here it is Wednesday and you will be surprised to learn that I have no mouth sores, not much tiredness and I am eating somewhat normally!

How is that possible?

When I went for chemo yesterday, my white blood cell count was 2.0, close to the lowest ever and my ANC was .9, the lowest ever.

As a result, I did not get chemo, but rather had shots to boost those counts both on Tuesday and today (Wednesday). I may get chemo next week, but I am negotiating this as my dad is arriving next Wednesday for a visit. I am hoping to put it back two weeks. I will find out tomorrow.

What else has happened in the past week?

1. Chemo brain affected the clothes wash. A roll of masking tape accidently fell into the dryer and managed to engage itself with a fitted sheet. As I worked my way through the result, I thought that the elastic part of the sheet was being separated from the rest of the sheet. After a few minutes of sorting this out, I discovered the masking tape reality.

2. On Sunday June 3, we made a run to the east coast of Florida for one of the research manager's GAL cases. On the way, the car front bumper and windshield was attacked by love bugs. Apparently their is season is mid-April to the end of May. I guess all of the bugs that we were encountering were pregnant, because were all "late."

3. Black is the new red. I have taken to wearing more black shirts than red these days. I consistently get compliments on how I look in black and so I am wearing more black. Nothing wrong with red, but I am liking black better. We have a "Purple Party" on Saturday in support of the Alzheimer's Association. I am wondering about something purple. Shirt? Socks? Hair? Hmmm.

I'll let you know next week!