Progress has been made! My white blood cell counts have soared from 0.1 to... 0.2! Spectacular. But sarcasm aside, this is actually a good sign. It means things are starting to get moving in my marrow. And I have even better proof of this: last night, I started getting The Bone Pain. I told my nurse I feel like an old man: "Ooh, my bones. I can feel it in my bones." But once again, this is a good thing. Actually, this is a very good thing. It means my marrow has kicked into overdrive. Hopefully within the next few days I will be out of here. And in the meantime, what's a little pain? Nothing. Also, Tylenol helps much. So thanks to all who have thought happy white blood cell thoughts in my direction.
Otherwise, more waiting. I think I might be getting scurvy due to lack of vitamin C. Not really, but I am becoming desperate for an orange. Soon enough. And until then, enjoy the halfway point of June. Peace out.