Well, as expected, Patty is feeling miserable today, following her infusion of Rituxan/Cytoxan yesterday. All day long, she has been struggling to keep her stomach down, and has had to tough out some heavy-duty headache as well. Fortunately, she was feeling somewhat better on Friday than she was on Thursday, so one round of sickness didn't build entirely upon the other. I suspect we'll be having a very low-key evening tonight, and a moderate energy day tomorrow. We shipped off another vial of blood for PRA testing; with luck, we'll have new numbers by mid-week. With some real luck, those numbers will be ones we'd like to see.
Today is Patty's brother Joe's birthday...Happy Birthday, Joe.
The kids were the guests of Jet at their concert last night; if you're not familiar with the name, you might recognize their song, "Are You Gonna Be My Girl" from the Ipod ads of last year. Connor's friend Alec came along in Patty's place, since our patient was feeling too fatigued for such an ambitious venture. The kids were treated very well by the band and its management. Thank you, guys...and thank you Sophie and Chris. Both Patty and I derive great happiness from seeing the kids (either live or in photos) with huge smiles and few cares. Everyone is exhausted today, including yours truly. I'll try to post some photos of the kids from last night when I get a chance; to be honest, I'm feeling too lazy to tackle this right now.
Keep your fingers crossed that Patty bounces back tomorrow.