Go Dog Go
Last Wednesday we went to the hospital. The front office staff was all new. They had to ask our name!
THEY HAD TO ASK OUR NAME!!!!
Isa’s counts are low normal on most things, and still just about 10k short on platelets. Her spleen shrinks each time we go. NO BIG NEWS!
Each time we go, I feel nervous. A small sense of dread. This time, however, I didn’t even take the Bag of Fun, so although I was nervous, I didn’t plan to stay all day. After the hospital we went on a field trip to a museum! WOW.. an outing!
I just realized that I didn’t even post about her diagnoseversary. January 14, 2009. I remember it very clearly. GG even said that she remembers Isa getting her x-rays. Isa says she remembers getting poked.
How far we’ve come, and I look forward to how far this intense child and I will go. And today, my little cancer survivor read Go Dog Go to me. What a fantastic day today is! And maybe, just maybe, we’ll find the tree with the dog party. The big dog party!