We rode in our 1997 Nissan Sentra out to Duke, which gets smaller each time I get inside. I have become reliant on the DVD player in our minivan, and was at a loss today when Eve kept crying in the backseat of the car. Matt put it ever-so-gently when he said, "Do you know how to calm your child down, or do you only know how to aggravate her?"
Eve didn't make counts today, so no chemo. Her ANC was in the 400s, and it needs to be at least 750 to get zee drugs. We will try again on Tuesday. But it's cool, I had nothing else to do today but go to Duke. At least next week I'll be able to put on Kai-Lan to drown out the screams on the way out there.
While we were at clinic, Natalie and Daniel were at preschool participating in general merriment. Nat and I made our annual Griffith '70s Easter bunny head cakes last night to send into school for their parties:
('Cause nothing shouts HAPPY RESURRECTION, JESUS! like decapitated bunnies.)
Still 2 down, 3 to go.