It is 8 PM and we are back in room 720. Once a day is okay, but we are a little tired of making two trips a day to the cancer center. On Monday, when he had his "line" installed, the incision bled abnormally and he actually came back and stayed the night so they could keep there eyes on him. The second day (yesterday), the stem cell collection was not up to snuff, so we had to return to get a second med to mobilize his stem cells, Plerixafor. Today's collection netted more then half of what they need to do two transplants. That is great news, and means we will only be at this part of things for a day or two more... Yea! But we are here for another Plerixafor shot, plus his incision is bleeding a little again. So back we come.
The nurse put it in prospective, telling us about another patient who has been coming in twice a day for six weeks for shots. (!!!)
On another good note, Sami's ukulele buds came by this evening and we jammed, Don was our audience, and we all had a good time. (Thank you Brenda and Jen).
Good night, one and all - we're outta here!
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2 comments:
Oh Sami -- You two are like yo yo's from home to hospital and back! Hang in there! Those stem cells are getting collected and soon there will be enough! SOON! XO
Just got caught up on all the updates--sounds like it's been a stressful week but you two (and the cats) are weathering it well.
Also, I absolutely loved your description of the heart as our personal rhythm instrument. Living that rhythm every day.
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