Day 20

I think we both woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Or at least I did and I'm acting like it enough for the two of us combined? Talk about a day with some rough edges. Woke up and cleaned and cleaned...Went to the doctors, learned that the puss coming out of central line incision really is a good thing (it means she's making enough of her own white blood cells), met with the nutritionist, were told that Mary needs to eat more food, more often. And I pretty much replied that if Mary just wanted to eat chicken noodle soup and drink grape juice and 7up, then I was going to let her do that because I don't like the effects of not well-settled foods! We went grocery shopping after that though and wandered for a bit and Mary picked out some things that looked good. We'll see...Hopefully tomorrow is better...It will be three weeks from transplant day.