12am - I woke up and wanted to go for a walk to make grilled cheese with Daddy (he indulged me)
12:30am-3am - kept Mommy up asking to eat, be rocked, watch Charlotte's Web and "move it, move it", and take a walk
3am - got morphine and slept
6am - woke Mommy up asking to eat, be rocked, watch Charlotte's Web and "move it, move it," and took a walk to kitchen to make soup
6:30-8am - ate a little bit of everything and crabbed before falling back asleep
The rest of the day was more of the same, and it was perhaps my crankiest day yet. Mommy looked pretty worn down, as she could not make me happy no matter how hard she tried. I still didn't want to play today, and the only thing I did was eat. My new weight is 15.3 kg (around 34 lbs.), up from 13.3 kg (about 26 lbs.) when I entered the hospital. Daddy and Mommy are struggling to lift and carry me, and I'm having trouble getting comfortable. It's amazing what an extra five pounds can do! I overheard Mommy and Nana saying that they thought I might burst... man, that would stink!
I'm losing more of my hair, too. It's been collecting on my pillowcases and getting stuck in the crease in my neck. Mommy asked me if I wanted her to cut my hair, but I refused. I want to hang on to it for as long as I can (and so does Mommy). Daddy just buzzed his late last week and wants to cut mine so that we can have matching 'dos.
On a positive note, my ANC was up to 100 today. Yahoo! 400 to go before we can go home. The problem is that I'll be getting Vincristine again Tuesday, so I'm not sure it'll jump fast enough in time for us to go home this week. Mommy asked Dr. Burns what would happen if we had to stay until the end of Day 28, and my count still wasn't up. She said that the chemo and steroids would still stop as scheduled at the end of induction, but then we would need to stay at the hospital until my counts were at acceptable levels before going home and starting the next phase of my treatment. While this would be a pain, it seems doable.
I must say that the highpoint of the day, though, had to be when Mommy's friend Kate brought me purple cupcakes (for which I've had a hankering for days). You can see the before and after pics above. That's really the only time I smiled today. Hopefully, the Benadryl they gave me tonight will help me get some good ZZZZs, and tomorrow will be better.