August 7th & 8th 1978: One Step Forward, Two Steps Back

Peter has been having a rough time.  Saturday he got up at 6:00am to watch cartoons, had two nosebleeds, and went back to bed at 1:00pm.  I woke him up at 4:00pm for lunch, but he just looked at his lunch, had two glasses of milk and a glass of lemonade, and went back to bed.  He slept 'til 8:00pm and was back in bed by 11:00pm.  He slept straight through till time to go to church, put his church clothes on, and stretched out again because he was so tired.  He had to be carried out to the car and stretched out in the pew for most of the service.  His urine was almost orange Saturday and was a very dark yellow Sunday.  We went to Carol Wallace's for dinner Sunday night, and he had another nosebleed while we were there.  Today his white count was only 1800 and Dr. de la Paz took him off all medicine for a week.  He was riding on the front of my cart in Safeway and fell off, catching his shoe in the Cart (I'm lucky he didn't break something!).  Then he didn't eat his lunch (except for his tater tots), was feverish (so I gave him 1/2 a Tylenol), and fell down the last two of our front steps, smash into the marigolds.  He went to Vicky's house tonight and had to be carried home.  He was too tired for supper or a bath.  I gave him lots of 7-Up today and he seemed cooler tonight when he went to bed, but he had another nosebleed.  I don't want him to get sick now, just when he's been doing so well, but I'll have to really watch him while it's so hot-it's was 104 degrees again today.