Have the last six months been the dream or the reality? With the exception of the routine blood tests and periodic bone marrow biopsies, life has seemed almost normal. I get up, get ready, go to work. I come home, eat, and go to bed. Can anything be better than that?
Actually, life has been pretty darned good. There have been lots of family gatherings with the children and grandchildren as well as extended family. The young adventurer, Dylan, even returned from Minneapolis for a couple of weeks this summer. His visit was a true joy with the exception of what he left behind. Dylan --- exactly WHO spilled the mocha, java, moo latte, with extra whipped cream or whatever in the back seat of my vehicle? Would the words "drive the wreck or walk" get your attention for your next visit?
The future, I'm afraid, is not so rosy. My last two biopsies have turned up a new condition, myelodysplasia syndrome --- not quite as nasty as the acute myeologenous leukemia, but nasty enough that I am facing a stem cell transplant. The truly ugly part is that it looks as though the stem cells will have to come from an unrelated donor. Not that I mind getting an infusion of stem cells from a 40ish red blooded American male, it's just that the possible complications are greater than with a transplant of one's own stem cells.
Nothing will get too far underway until after November 4th. I absolutely MUST be able to stay the course at work and complete my duties as chief election officer for the County. The upcoming election is too important and will be too exciting to sit it out in a drafty hospital gown while reclining in a less than Temperpedic bed surfing limited cable channels.
If there is anyone out there in the blue nowhere who still reads this, I will try to be more faithful about writing in the coming weeks and I will make sure I use this as a means to keep friends and loved ones posted about the transplant process and progress.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
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