So life stinks. I thought I would be going home today but surprise I am here for at least another night. My white count went back up to 19, so the doctors want to make sure it goes down before I go home. Home, what a wonderful word; I wish I was there right now, and I would have been if the blood test went the way it was suppose to.
On the brighter side, my Dad had a stress test today and I think he did well. Mom is now working on her supportive skills so she can be up for the job when the day of surgery comes.
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