The "It" I'm referring to is the sinking feeling in my chest that I knew would eventually come to pass.
Going into Mia's transplant I knew that a day would come when I would get some "bad news." Ok, so this news isn't that bad, but I still had the, 'OH NO' feeling and held my breath while the coordinator explained the plan of action. The results of her blood work came back and her CBC revealed that her white blood cell count is too low.
If the low white blood cell count continues to remain untreated, there can be significant consequences.The most important consequence is increased vulnerability of infections. A person with low white blood cell count is likely to get infections which a person with adequate immunity is unlikely to get.
Another consequence of untreated low white blood cell count is increased likelihood to develop cancers. In a normal healthy individual, cells that show deviations from the normal are usually treated by the white cells as foreign or alien cells and destroyed. In the absence of adequate immunity provided by them, they can continue to multiply and lead to growth of cancer.
Frequent infections impose enormous strain on the body, which brings down the health of the individual.
Soooo we will re test her in a week.
Another It happened- a great good one though. Little M rolled from her tummy to her side. How awesome am I that I am reporting a quarter of a roll? Her physical therapist asked me how much time she spends on her tummy. After a long nervous laugh and a big cheesy smile- she assumed it wasn't long. Our homework was to put her on her tummy. After a few tummy times Mia rolled... not over....not completely around, but to her side!! Go Mia Go!
AAAnd- she is a whopping 14 lbs now. We were hovering around 13 lbs FOREVER and she finally broke on through to her daddy's birth weight. Ha, just kidding- John was 10lbs 10oz.