Last night she got a PIC line which will take pressure off her poor little veins that just can't take it anymore.

She got yet another unit of platelets yesterday and yet her platelet count dropped again. She was at 6. That's it, the single number of 6. This is so low that she risks bleeding to death since her blood can't clot. Before doing the PIC line the guy said that if they couldn't get the needle in her arm with one stick they were going to immediately stop and apply hard pressure for 20 min to make sure it didn't bleed. It's sort of serious.

She hasn't been throwing up but she keeps spitting up bloody snot stuff, which is kind of gross. Yesterday, she couldn't bend her arms because of where the needle were in her so I'd hold up her bucket and wipe her chin when she was done. So sad.

At one point, her nurse came in almost in tears and said, "Oh! I just be nice to people. But, here you are, this sweet little lady who is in so much pain but who never complains. You actually have tons of things to complain about and yet you never do. And them! Oh! They are so demanding and complaining." She looked at Mom and said, "Just complain! Just say that you're hurting!"

It's so true. Even the people who cause her pain... the gastro-nurse who tried making her stomach hole stop leaking but hurt and the lab girl trying to draw blood from non-existent veins and the nurses who jiggle her IV needles... she thanks them for doing their job every time. She thanks them and just winces and practices her deep breathing to get through the pain. She's seriously a rock star.

The task now is to figure out where in the heck the platelets are going.

I'm still really worried because while she seems to be doing better, how many units of blood and platelets and packs of IVs can you really stay on? We'll see if they mover her from the ICU today since today is day three of being in there.

After I left Layton yesterday (after helping get Will ready for his troop backpacking trip) I cried and cried and cried. As I got to Salt Lake, the sun started setting in the most beautiful colors and it reminded me that none of us are alone and Heavenly Father still provides beauty and life in the midst of everything else that hellishly is going on.