As I indicated last week, I'd been phoned 'by the unit' and asked to attend a meeting with my consultant.
Probably the two longest days ensued and I guess you lot deserve to know how bad it was before I drift off into cyberspace forever.
Turns out, my middle ear infection had probably caused a white cell acceleration and now the ear infection has sorted itself out and I'm no longer wandering around like a drunk 12 year old version of myself, my cell count has again receded.
I think the last time a Doctor gave me good news was when I was diagnosed with thrush at 17 years old. Until then, I'd convinced myself I'd caught something terminal (from a toilet seat as nothing else was possible) and my willy was about to fall off. I had delayed making an appointment probably about a month too late! I was really in "pass the wire brush" agony.
Got home from the hospital, all the worry left me, and I slept for a solid 20 hours. The white cell count had not, after all, returned to sane levels.