Anthony turned 31 years old on Feb 1st. The day began at 3:00am (there isn't much regular sleep at this house anymore) with prizes, a treasure hunt, kitties, and snacks.
Erica came over for breakfast at 6:00, we made cheesy scrambled spinach and egg crepes, yummy!
Chemotherapy was scheduled at 8:00, which we were rather late for due to a car accident on the freeway ahead of us. When we finally got to the cancer center Anthony's blood was tested, after the white blood count fiasco last time we were a little worried... but all counts looked good and the treatment was administered normally.
Our nurse, Janna, was very kind and attentive. She gathered the director of volunteer services, all the volunteers, a few other nurses, and the patient liaison person as well as various other hospital staff, to sing Happy Birthday to Anthony and gave him a really yummy birthday cupcake. (I surprised him with the balloons. Did you know if they get cold overnight in the trunk of a car they fluff right back up in the warmth of a building?) Anthony carried those balloons around the building with him all day and got a free cookie down in the cafe because he was the "birthday boy."
Back at home my visiting teacher, Phyllis, brought over a delicious apple pie her husband made (Anthony likes birthday pie, not cake), and the Cruz and Taylor families popped over to bring prizes and snacks and ended up staying for pie and ice cream. It wasn't planned, but came together fairly well. By the end of the night Anthony was exhausted. Too bad he doesn't sleep well anymore, the poor guy was pooped.
The next day we headed back to the cancer center for a Neupogen shot to keep the white blood counts elevated for future chemo treatments.
That little baby is $7,000.
Thanks to everyone for the birthday cards, gifts, well wishes, prayers and fasting. We appreciate you in our lives, and are grateful for you on a daily basis.
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