The airplane ambulance is scheduled for Thursday morning. We are off to Milwaukee and hopes of a room that "isn't peeling" at the hospital there. With hopes of better health, better news, better communication, better numbers, better days, better nights. As Audrey said in the beginning, if it takes a miracle, that's all we ask for. So let's just say we're off in hopes of a miracle. That's what we want, but will settle for just being able to bring our little girl back home, some weeks or months from now.
No news yet on the biopsy. Fever came back but isn't terrible. She's not eating and is still managing to throw up frequently. She's probably felt worse the last couple of days than ever, but this evening seemed to be picking up a little steam. The neutrophils today were 50, a pitiful number but it sure sounds better than zero. The question, of course, is if it's a blip or a trend. Thank you all for your ongoing, continued support without which we'd be lost. So many great offers and gifts of help continue to sustain all that we are trying to do. And now that we are about to leave our home indefinitely and go to exact destination to be determined, we feel a bit frightened yet so very hopeful. Many of you are helping to make this transition a smooth one. Being 1000 miles closer to our Kentucky support system will be nice, too. And some family members have offered to travel up to help as well.
The psychiatrist came to see Kinsey today—who didn't really want to see the psychiatrist—and asked her very nicely to please leave her room. The psychiatrist attributed Kinsey's attitude to her "mixed" feelings about leaving the UNM Hospital. She said Kinsey would certainly miss some things about the hospital and the friends she had made there. Kinsey looked at the good doctor like she was crazy and said, "I sure won't miss anything from here!"
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