First doctor visit

Well, today was my first doctor's visit since starting chemo.  It didn't go well...  My blood counts are so low I am now basically quarantined to my house, and shouldn't really even play with my kids.  I'm on a strong antibiotic, and the doctor basically told me that if I feel even a little off to call her because my counts are so low I could die in 6 hours if an infection takes hold.  Hmph.  Well I FEEL fine... So now I'm kinda paranoid, because how do I tell my kids that I can't hold them and give them kisses?!  And of course, this on the heels of the morning Eli wakes with a fever and Riley is croupy sounding.  Fuck.  To stay or to go, that is the new question.  Maybe I'll go live downstairs in the playroom or something...