My final neutropenic crash came yesterday, and it is a whopper (minus a fever, thankfully). My counts were OK on Wednesday, but by yesterday they were almost at bottom, with white cells, platelets, and hemoglobin heading due south. To get me through the weekend without stroking out or bleeding to death I received 2 units of blood and a bag of platelets late yesterday in clinic and felt better almost immediately (a feeling, which is, of course, relative to my general crappy condition).
I’ll go back in for a blood count check Monday morning to see where things are at, and see if I need more blood to get me through this final neutropenia. My immune system probably won’t kick back on until at least next Wednesday, so I am laying low at home until then, forced to subdue my outrage at the crazy week that was in the world lest I upset myself to the point where I pop a neutropenic fever and end up septic.
I was never a big fan of the K Car, but former Chrysler Chairman Lee Iacocca really hits it as far as why things are so messed up in this excerpt from his new book: