I'm tired of it. All of it. Lucy is not going in on Sunday. Counts were all off. Hgb 8.0, Platelets 38 and ANC 700. I'm pretty sure I just made an a** of myself in the clinic. Tears, snot. The whole works. I was not as nice as I should have been to the NP. I know its not her fault but sometimes you can't help but to kill the messenger.
Trying to understand it all and make sense of this consant merry-go-round. There is a reason Lucy is on high dose chemo and a reason why protocol has her going in every 4 weeks. I need to have reassurance from the doctors that these delays are safe. That she is going to be ok. I've requested a meeting with her doc. Maybe I'll get some peace about the situation then.
Right now, I'm just angry. Very, very not happy.