Double digits

My platelets fell below 100,00o today (OK they were 99,000), but they are continuing to fall to the tune of 10,000 a day. Sounds like the stock market last autumn.

Also had my bone marrow biopsy (this is going hurt he said and he didn't lie), and that will help determine the wisest course.

That said, the fog is a bit thick these days, but the shadows are becoming clearer and I am sensing a narrow precarious but manageable path not just out of the present danger, but onto a freeway that leads to a crotchety old age.

I will get a low dose of of IVIG on Friday to buy some time and more importantly some platelets.

So much to write, but I must prepare for a CME teleconference tomorrow on Sleep-Wake disorders, so please forgive me for my scant posting in these critical moments. I promise I will try to shine a light on these twists and turns very soon.

For now, be assured the game is on, and I still have a few winning tricks up my sleeve.