The dark clouds descend

Vicki's blood counts continue to be low, and she will need to have some more platelets today. She's starting to feel a little down as she doesn't feel that her blood counts are recovering. Of course. It's easy for us to forget that it took some time after her last chemotherapy for her blood count to properly recover. The main difference being that she was so poorly last time, I think that we all had so many other things to occupy our minds that the time seemed to pass differently.

For the first time since Vicki's been ill, I feel really lousy. I think I've got an emotional hangover. Yesterday would have been my Dad's birthday, and it was quite a tough day to negotiate. I think Vicki's general malaise has added to me feeling rubbish. It's also getting near to Christmas, and of course the possibility that Vicki may be in hospital over the festive period. It's bad enough for anyone to be in hospital over Christmas but for a child I think it's worse.


It's also quite hard to understand the motivation of some people who continue to make life quite difficult. You would think all concerned would put Vicki's needs above all else, but sadly there are a few who prefer to keep to their own agenda. I wouldn't be so cheap as to name names, but I know they read the blog and they know who they are!