Complete letdown, no infusion. Apparently my white cell count is too low.
It’s 0.9, the min acceptable is 1.5. So they’ve given me 1 week off all medication, then restart next week at the same point and probably quick transfusion.
Bad side: It’s one more week till this is all ended.
Good side: It does avoid a couple of awkward clashes with the drama group, especially the dress rehearsal. It also means that on our 47 anniversary we can out for a meal and not have the tast spoilt by the medication.
So I spent the day in a bad mood catching up on all sorts of stuff.
Last thought: Tomorrow is the 40th anniversary of the accident. The one that put me on crutches for 2 years, and gradualy increasing pain for life. What a good thing I am a sunny tempered kindly gentleman who would never think of complaining. Yes I am joking, I’m a bad-tempered grumpy old man. So don’t give me aggro or I’ll come and hit you with my crutches.