Easter Eggs

Easter Saturday 7 April evening

Lara was doing slightly better today. As I arrived at around 1:30PM, her fever was down to 37.1C, so not unsettling. According to the sample taken early morning, her red blood cells were a bit low (2.56), and her hemoglobine as well (8.1). Her platelets stood at an all-time low of 20 (should be at 150). Nurses gave her bags of both. More importantly, as one nurse pointed out, the lab had called in to say that they had found nothing dramatic sofar, nothing that indicated staphilococci, for example, or septicimia. So that was welcome news.

Her eyes were swimming yesterday, but steady today. She was wearing one of the T-shirts I had bought her the day before at Zeeman, with a text reading "Feel Good, Make It Better". (For a three euro shirt, that seemed like a good buy.) Today, I brought her a cellophane bag with Easter eggs out of dark chocolate, wrapped individually in colored foil, with as many varieties of filling inside. She hasn't tried them yet but will tomorrow to properly celebrate Easter Sunday. Compliments of Wittamer on the Grand Sablon. (I had taken the tram down early that morning to stock up on their chocolate eggs.)

Phone calls came in from Buenos Aires (Isabel Gordillo, an old friend of Lara's and one of the witnesses at our civil wedding) and Pamplona (Liliana Schilling).

I called her at around 6:30PM and she said she was feeling devoid of any oomph, and shivering of fever, even though her temp was a round 37C only. She sounded out of breath. I promised I would check in with her every hour.