Smart Mouth

Which, hurray, will mean the end to Carsten’s questions!  Where are we going?  When will we be there?  How long is that?  Who will be there?  How long are we staying?  How long is that?  Where are we going next?  And so on and so forth…..

But the end of the trip ALSO means I will soon be descending into 95 degree weather.  YIKES.  I am NOT looking forward to that.  While I have NOT enjoyed being hot one minute -looking for a sweater the next (does MN weather EVER make up it’s mind?  Oh, that’s right, it does…. it is called WINTER).  But even LESS enjoyable will be sweating out a third of my body weight during the walk from the airport terminal to the car.  I’m just one long walk in 95 degree weather away from my skinny jeans!  Can’t wait!  Weee!

It has been a long visit… lots of ups and downs.  I will spare you all of the details.

I spent quite a few hours with Stacey yesterday afternoon and I got to see Mandi again.  K had some stuff to do so Mandi sat with her from 10 to 3 and I was there from 2:30 to 8ish.  It was great to see Mandi again; I always feel like she knows exactly how I feel when I am sitting there with Stacey, because she feels the same way. 

It was an emotional afternoon, and I didn’t hold it together as well as I thought I was going to, but I will spare you THOSE details too.  When I left the hospital I called Mandi crying, and she talked me through it.  Then I called Rikki and she did too… I swear I need to be an honarary member of their family.  (who wants to sign a petition???) Thanks Mandi and Rikki! 

Stacey’s numbers were up, WBC count is now 1.0, that is pretty huge Internets.  Normal count is about 411.0 but she has been .0something or not even .o for the last 49ish days.  Her neutrophils (a type of wbc) were 600, that is up from 300.  So, she doubled both numbers in one day…. and that is great.  But she is still in so much pain, was very sleepy, and just isn’t herself.  I kept sitting there staring at her sleeping, trying to find a way (a non-emotional way) to tell her that I cannot live without her and she HAS to fight.  Wishing I had the right words to inspire and encourage her or the power to make it all better for her, or even the power to trade places with her so she could take a break.

I never did find a way to do any of those things.  So, I went in the hallway instead and cried.

SO, yeah.  Anyway…. keep up those thoughts and prayers for Stacey and I will talk to you all when I am back in SC. 

PS.  For those of you that don’t know yet… we did find a house and we are now under contract, with a closing date of July 18th.  I will blog about it and share pics when I get back.)