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Monday, January 24, 2005 9:25 PM CST

Monday night.

Dave went to the hospital to get his platelets checked. I'm worried because he is having a lot of nausea, and threw up today. This could mean increased intracranial pressure.

He decided to take a nap before going to the hospital. Grrr. Finally went, and his platelets are down to 77,000. Which is low, but not critically low. The doctor at the cancer center didn't seem to think he needed an infusion. They were going to check with Dr. Spence. Who incidentally didn't have a clue that Dave had required daily transfusions of platelets while in the hospital. We'll do some more checking tomorrow. It's so frustrating. Why didn't I go to med school?

I did get a wonderful note of apology from PiHi. They have revised their policy and will be reviewing the students on a case-by-case basis before sending out any of those blanket form letters. They were very nice about it, and very sorry that they had caused us additional stress. It was nice to be heard.

Didn't work on the ambulance thing today. Some things have to wait until tomorrow.

Thanks for all your support. You guys are da bomb. Love you all. Shelley


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