I'm determined that I will do whatever it take to go home. I just need my body to cooperate and get those counts up high enough!
The thinking seems to be that if my counts are okay, I can do the things I'm doing in the hospital just as well (or better) at home. I know I'll eat better. The food here is atrocious. The nausea has abated, so I think I can keep my pills down. I just took 6 potassium tablets over a 30 minute period, and they haven't come back up.
My potassium has been low and they've had trouble getting it to come back up, because of the diarrhea.
Anyway, I'm excited and hopeful. I will be so disappointed if I don't get to go!
In other news, I had a very peaceful night last night. My room was filled with guardian angels sent by loving friends and family. My dreams were of bountiful feasts (I so need good food) and Christmas! Very sweet dreams. Thank you all for your prayers, your loving support and your angels!