Still battling...

I'm a few days behind so I'll try to catch everyone up.

Yesterday morning (4AM, awesome), Everett got some platelets because his counts were a little low.  Not dangerously low but enough that they wanted to preemptively get him some more.  We received somewhat disappointing news that his White Blood Cell (WBC) was lower.  We had seen it go up 2 or 3 days in a row so we had assumed that he was building his counts back up but it turns out he hasn't bottomed out yet.  They want to see all his counts at a good level for a few days and his WBC on the way up before he can get a break and go home.  Probably not this weekend, but we'll see.

Grammy and Daddy are hanging in there.  We spend most of our nights in the playroom and we play a lot of scrabble, rummy, and yahtzee.  For the last 3 days, Grammy has yet to win a game, of any variety.  But she still enjoys playing :)

As for Everett, he just keeps on trucking.  He has become everyone's favorite little boy on the floor due to his constant escaping of his room and talking to his doctor's and nurses.  He knows more by name than daddy does.  "Hi Andy, what cha doing?" he says.  "Hi Sean, I'm going to the playroom!" he yells as he flies by the nurses station.  He's so good getting his vitals done and taking his medicine that I've heard a couple of nurses saying they wish they had him on their shift 'tonight.' 

Mommy is taking good care of Avery up in Oil City.  The days are so long and busy we only talk for 15 minutes usually.  She will be back on Saturday, hopefully to pick us up.

We continue to embrace your prayers and well wishes.  Remember to include all the sick and injured children as well.  This hospital is too big and there's too many children suffering...