Jeff's blood counts have dropped even lower. Dang it! He is eating the right stuff and sleeping great but his platelets dropped to 36. That's a long way to 75 where he needs to be. In fact, he's not even moving in the right direction yet. Dang it! We have no control. We just have to wait and retest on Monday. Surely things will start to turn around by then. Praying it will.
His white count also dropped to 1.7 which means he's neutropenic. It means he's at risk of infection because he doesn't have enough cells to fight anything. And....he has to wear a mask. Or at least he should. He really shouldn't be in our feed yard - you can only imagine the what's in the air down there. But he felt good enough to ride a horse this morning so he's out there right in the middle of it. Yep, that's my guy. He also has to stop eating fresh fruits and veggies because it's too risky. That sounds like such a contridiction but a single strawberry with e-coli could be devastating to him.
I'm going to go birthday shopping today. Jeff's 45th birthday is on Saturday and Gracie will be 13 on Easter Sunday. Lot's of celebrating for the Smith's this weekend. I don't know if we will go to church on Easter with Jeff's low white count but who knows. We might live on the edge and do it!
Still us,
Jeff and Leta
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