White blood counts are low again, and Dr. Netaji has ordered me home: no going to the store, nobody can come see me if there is even a hint of a possible sneeze. So, it is Pity Party Time! Frozen French fries, fried fish fillet AND a Cinnabon for supper!
Peter is giving me shots of neupregen and I am hopeful to stay out of the hospital this time.
Bon Appeitit!