This post’s title was not meant to be sarcastic. Instead, the title was meant to be a sort of paradox.
No one wants to have a sick child. Ever. They’re cranky, mean, and ill-tempered. But 3 seconds later, they’re sweet, hugging, and adorable. The mood swings are worse, and more sudden, than any man should ever have to endure (just wait for pregnancy though).
But in all seriousness, the joys that come when you get good news are I.N.C.R.E.D.I.B.L.E.
Ella had some good news today! Her platelet count is up from 2,000 to 48,000. That means borderline euphoria for me! 50k means she’s out of the danger zone. But alas, the 48k is not likely to stick around. It will drop some, as is the nature of her disease/disorder.
But, she is older, stronger, and she will recover faster than she did last time. I know it, and I will shine the positivity light on it. She’s going to be well… and soon.
