The white count is starting to recover so Steve was sprung from the 4th floor in Augusta this morning. Next stop was his dentist to figure out the problem with his mouth, and then back to the cancer center for two units of blood while I ran to the pharmacy for more antibiotics. I also managed to squeeze in a swim, followed by a steam bath and a sauna before I went back and picked him up and drove home in a snow storm (again).
It's back to the dentist tomorrow for some dental work to relieve the mouth pain. It turns out Steve doesn't have mouth sores, which is a good thing, but it may be a dental problem, which is a bad thing. My therapeutic medicine of the day will be a ski around the x-country loop.
Friday morning is more blood work, an appointment with the hematologist, and possibly another blood transfusion in the afternoon. I will fit in a tennis game in between.
Remember him when he was healthy and went years without seeing a doctor?
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