1.5: The lowest white blood cell count yet.
My conversation with the rheumatology nurse left me with no doubt… little white pills are most certainly on the horizon. A re-test is planned for the end of the month, so I have two weeks to increase my count enough to plead my case to remain prednisone-free. At this moment, however, in the glare of an undeniably dangerous WBC, I can’t help but feel disheartened. There isn’t much lower it can go. I may not have a choice.