Well, yesterday was a rough day. With Dad running his temperature and his blood pressure going all whacky, he was realllly out of it. Today, though, when I visited, he was great. We worked on a jigsaw puzzle for a while and he ate some lunch. He looked fantastic.
He took 7 laps around the halls today, which is over 1/2 a mile. He couldn't even do one when he was in the hospital before without a break.
Tonight is his last dose of chemotherapy this round. YEAH!
He is starting to develop some mouth sores again, which is expected, but we had hoped against all hopes that he wouldn't.
The doctor did say that the fever yesterday was a good thing. He said that when you have a fever, your body is breaking up the leukemia blasts, so basically, the worse you feel, the better your body is fighting. So, you want to feel like dog spit - great!
We're gearing up around here for Lydia's birthday. I can't believe she'll be 5 on Monday! We're having family over on Saturday for Mother's Day and her birthday. I'm looking forward to it, really.
I am doing Muffins with Moms tomorrow at preschool with the little ones, then I am going to try to run up to the hospital for an hour - so hopefully, I can report another "good" day then.
Night! Sweet dreams! God bless.
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