Today, the filgrastim shots resumed, but only in the mornings. I also had my blood drawn. At noon, we loaded up the van and headed to the clinic for a hematologist consult. I enjoyed seeing my buddies again. We learned about our blood counts today. All of the women are "neutropenic", but the men are not yet. That could change for them quickly, so we all must wear masks when we leave our apartments. Dave went on a masked grocery run this morning. Between the high altitude and the mask, he couldn't walk as fast as he'd like. Later this afternoon, while I napped, Dave and some of the "wolf pack" met with Mr. Diaz, a very interesting shop keeper in the little mall. He speaks some English, and with the help of an app called Google Translate, they can communicate pretty well.
A bucket of dried "survival food" arrived at the apartment today. It's an option for safe meals during the neutropenic period. Otherwise, all food has to well cooked here in the apartment with lots of restrictions, so that we can avoid infection. We tried "Chili Mac" for supper tonight. Not bad, really! A maid comes in daily to clean all surfaces, and Dave will periodically clean any surface I touch throughout the day, such as my cell phone, computer, wheelchair, grab bars... This will be our basic routine for the remainder of our time here: one daily shot, a blood draw and hematologist consult every other day. In between there will be naps and Netflix. Buenos Noches...
A Celebratory "Birthday Kiss"
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