Tuesday, July 31 (Day -7)

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Can’t resist sharing just one more picture from the rooftop.  Who am I kidding?  I’ll probably post a dozen more.

Today has been a much, much better day.  I’ve resisted the urge to throw up, have remained hydrated and have eaten! At 5PM I will have a consultation with Dr. McDreamy about what they are planning to do to me over the course of the next week and then I’m sure he’ll ask me if I have questions.  I have the understanding of a small shrub when it comes to medical stuff and have been doing my best to come up with questions.  So far I have, “Will any of this hurt?” and “Can I still have children?”

I kid, I kid…

On Saturday I’ll get a PICC (?) line inserted in my shoulder/chest and then I have stem cell harvesting followed by 2 days of high dose chemo.  At least I won’t have to deal with more IV’s.  Day “0” is the day that my deleted immune system gets my own, uncorrupted stem cells back and begins to rebuild without MS.  Pretty exciting.

I know I’ve bragged about Hana since I’ve been here, but I really have to. She’s a phenomenal woman.  Not only is she kind, gentle, and smart, she’s a total blast to be with.  This will be an adventure that we will never forget and I love her so much, not to mention that she speaks Spanish and has far more personality than Google Translate.

I am also so astonished that my “kids” are staying with me every step of the way, encouraging me to put one foot in front of the other.  To think that these kids (see previous post) weren’t part of my life before JohnHarlan’s death.  What a gift God has given me.

David gets here on Friday and I can’t wait!! I miss him so much.

For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus.

Philippians 4:6

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Or, perhaps I should say GAG.   Yesterday was pretty awful. Wait…not pretty at all.  It was, as they say in Texas, flat bad.  By the time for my evening injection, I couldn’t hold down water or stay out of the bathroom.  But, this place is so amazing! Lupita, the nurse on call, sailed into our room with saline and a host of other concoctions to get me through.  When she came in to replace the first bag, I insisted on giving her a little beso.

 

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