Sheesh!!!

Okay so this morning at 8:30 Doc calls & wants me to do another CBC (blood test) before heading up. So we do that & head up in the freakin rain & thunderstorms the whole way, and right when we get there they get the fax with my test results. I get in a room and the nurse asks if we packed a bag implying I'm staying somewhere since we're an hour away. So of course we start freaking out because she had said I'd need a blood transfusion or something, saying that Doc was very worried etc. etc. I'm thinking about the kids & having to be alone up there because we no longer have extra help (the In-laws went home). Hubby was a weeee bit pissed at the nurse for that.

Luckily we didn't need to freak out for long because Doc comes in saying "Good news" & that was big right there. My white blood cell count is back to normal (but I'm to continue on the antibiotics anyway he says) and I'm not getting more anemic anymore. Apparently last time I was more anemic than the first time, I didn't realize that, he didn't tell me the #s. So now I'm to be popping iron pills, yay me. But things should be getting better soon.

Anyone reading this being worried and/or nervous this is how special my case is: my Doc with 15+ years experience in plastic surgery alone has not had a case like this before & had to talk to others to get more opinions, yea haha.

On a good note I got my right drain out *happy dance* That was the most annoying one! Now I do still have an appt on Monday but the output on my left is too much to get any hopes up. I'm just happy as heck to get one out! I did not feel a THING getting that baby out either, it was just sheer relief!

Now onto more healing...