An ominous cloud

Two nights ago Tom became feverish and since then has been in the throws of a flu.  While we all get our flu shots first thing, there are many strains, and things still sneak through.  He has been sequestered away from all of us and I look like someone out of the movie "Contagion" when I enter his room.  I wear a mask, rush in, drop off food, leave and disinfect myself.  The problem is the worry of whether we got infected before we knew he was sick.  Thus lots of extra healthy habits and visualizing killing off any virus before it multiplies.  So it's mostly learning to cope with the specter of the rest of us, especially Annie, getting sick.  We were told five days would be the incubation period so if we can make it to Easter hopefully we can breathe a sigh of relief.

Annie is spending the day getting her red blood cell transfusion.  We are in an area we've never been in before.  It is called "Fast Track."  Sounded promising to me until I discovered it was just the child-friendly name for Urgent Care.  So much for the drive-thru transfusion I was imagining!

Well the roller-coaster twisted again and we were just handed her lab results.  Her hemoglobin went up a bit to 6.6 so they want to not transfuse.  ANC also up to 540.  Plt down to 31.  Also tapering off prednisone...bye-bye puffy cheeks.  Thus we're going home.  Called to tell Tom and his fever has broken.  So just the specter remains until we learn more after Monday's labs.  Hopefully we'll have nothing to report until then.  No more flus developing would be a great prayer - thanks!