Needless to say, we didn't do avastin. They'll recheck my blood later this week and hopefully we'll do chemo next Tuesday.
In the meantime, I'm going to try and paint my nails. This is normally not the worst task, but as the eye gets worse (and the steroids make you a little shaky), it becomes harder than Candy Crush level 90 (where I've been stuck, all day).
Ps. Today we had an arm party at the hospital:
Also, Tate got a new toy last night: