So Karen just got off the phone with Nancy, my chemotherapy case manager. Seems all my counts went up except my neutrophils, which went down from 810 to 770. Everything else… up. What does this mean? I’m still neutropenic. Yep. Still neutropenic. No going out for me without a mask. No trips to Costco or to the Juvenile Department to clean out my office. No trip to Sleep Country to try out mattresses (unless, of course, I wear a mask). I am disappointed. I wanted to be able to get some out of the house time before going back into the hospital on Saturday. We think I can still go, though we aren’t totally sure. I hope I can. I mean, I don’t really want to go back in, but I do want to go back in. Karen is leaving September 1 for England. That means if I go in on Saturday we have exactly six days together back home after I get out before she leaves. I’m just kinda bummed right now. Nancy was going to call the oncologist on call to talk to her about my counts. I may go in for another draw before Thursday. Maybe not. We shall see.