Stupid Platelets

No chemo for me today. Platelets were too low. Stupid platelets. I don't even know what they do besides clot my blood but they were at 47 when they need to be at least 100 to get chemo.

But my oncologist knows how I am and how anxious I get when we leave the tumor unattended for more than a week or two. Normally, when I miss my third and final dose of a cycle (which is today), she has me just skip it and wait to start my next cycle in two more weeks. She knows now that I'll probably just bombard her with emails, asking what in the world I can do to boost my platelets on my own, to which, I'm sure, she'd reply, "Nothing." So she is smart to just let me try to start the next cycle next Friday! Until then, Nurse Gari says to "visualize those platelets replenishing in the bone marrow!" Also I'm gonna go look up and learn about this platelet business.

It baffles me how Pete and a couple other people in his department at work "swap" Fridays off and yet even on the ones that he gets off, they're still calling him to put out fires for them. Last Friday he was off because he had swapped with someone earlier in the month I guess. And yet he spent three or four hours on line and on the phone working. The same is happening today. I admire his work ethic and dedication. But a guy can only take so much constant stress, right? I think maybe it's time for him to teach someone on the "other" team how to put out these fires so that they can take care of it in his absence. Because if anybody works his butt off 24-7 at work and at home and whole-heartedly earns a day off here or there...it is most definitely PETE!

I need a nap.