As I sat there wondering how long it would take for the meds to kick in there was a bit of a bustle in my room and Megan and the kids were there. It was all over! We had to wait until I was "less consciously sedated" and then we were able to go home. Megan had to work an evening shift and poor Rick (my ex) was the go-to guy again. Megan wasn't comfortable leaving me home alone because I was supposed to have someone with me for 24 hours after I left the hospital. It's a good thing he was able to come. I thank God for him. We may not be able to live together but we do care for each other and he knows I would do the same thing for him - or at least I hope he does. I certainly tell him I would.
I don't remember leaving the procedure room at UIHC and I only remember parts of being taken by wheelchair to the valet parking area. I sorta-kinda remember some of the drive home maybe but I don't remember coming into the house. I do remember Megan telling me "Dad's coming over so we can leave." Then I remember Rick coming into the house, Maddy and Megan giving me goodbye hugs and Rick telling me his timing was perfect because the Cubs game was on I probably wouldn't care anyway. Boy was he right! Again, I was out like a light . The next thing I remember is him waking me to tell me he needed to go home to let Spot out and feed him and asking me if I wanted something to eat. Being a true Glass, he didn't have a clue what he wanted to eat so he said he'd get whatever I wanted. Sesame Chicken sounded awesome!
By the time Rick got back, I was getting to be fairly lucid and once I started eating, I was fully recovered. And, oh, lest I forget, the Dairy Queen is just across the street from the Hy-Vee store from whence cometh the Sesame Chicken. Apparently that particular Dairy Queen has a huge magnet that pulls in only the make and model of his car and he had no choice but to get a cherry malt for himself and a chocolate malt for me. As I understand it, all other individuals choose to go into DQ. It is just the make and model of the vehicle he drives that gets "pulled into DQ!?!?! I'm glad though because the malt was mighty tasty!
Back to the bone marrow biopsy. I have to say that initially, post procedure, there was a little more hip bone pain this time. The biopsy was taken from the left hip and my new port is on the left side. Getting comfortable was a bit difficult once I was aware of my surroundings and my body! But, I took two ibuprofen at lunch today and the only time it hurts now is if I put pressure almost solely on that area.
And in other news, this patient has now had her first of potential ten chemo treatments. The appointment had been made assuming that my blood levels would still be acceptable based on yesterday's CBC and they were. Being pretty darn smart,if I don't say so myself, I took the lab results with me when I went in for chemo. Dr. B was a happy camper. The only level that was just a smidge low was my hemoglobin. Well, my neutrophils aren't normal by any means, but they are above 1000 and that makes her very happy. Now we'll just have to see how rapidly the counts go down to determine whether or not I will go through all ten treatments.
As always, I'm not worrying. God is in control and I am back at taking things one day or one bump at a time. My youngest, Matt, said at one of our appointments when both he and Megan were there that I'm going to make it because "[they're] not done learning from me yet." And the tears flowed.
If nothing else, I hope that I can be the kind of Christian witness to my family as my Gram Ahrens was to me. Without her example and the work of the Holy Spirit through her, I most likely wouldn't have the faith and trust I have in our Loving Triune God.
Paul and Don have both received their paperwork. I know that Paul has filled his out and faxed it back and that Don received his. I haven't spoken with him yet today to see if he has return his papers. I think, and they guys will know this for sure, once their papers are filled out, they will send out the test kits. If there are any significant issues that show up in the papers they have returned, it may automatically eliminate them as a potential donor. But what do I know, I'm just the needy donor! Help me pray that, if of them is a match, that somehow we can obtain a grant from the American Cancer Society or from the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society to help pay for the airfare.
The piggy below is feeling the answers to your prayers and the love that I feel coming from you. Your prayers keep me strong and focused on being cured of this crazy Myelodysplastic Syndrome which is a type of blood cancer. I thank God for you daily and am sending the love "right back at ya" as Ellen would say (which, by the way, I don't watch).
May you have a restful weekend.
Peace, love, hope and joy!
Carol
You are doing great keep it up! :)
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