I got home from the hospital on Friday afternoon after a week of chemotherapy to prepare for the stem cell harvest which will begin on the 17th. Everything went well, but I am amazed at how fatigued I am since I have come home. After doing nothing all day Saturday I ended up sleeping around the clock and then some that night. Terri and I are adjusting to a number of changes--more medications (I'm getting to the point of being overwhelmed by them), new injections, procedures for Terri to learn, a change in eyesight which makes it difficult for me to read, and some nausea, but no loss of hair yet. That could come later. I've got a great Dr. Seuss hat from Liz and Mike if that should happen!
This week will see my white blood cells drop to their lowest count so I will need to avoid large crowds (no problem there!) and people with colds. I won't be going to the Cubs Convention next weekend with Andrew and Mike, but I'll look forward to hearing all about it from them. Home health care will be coming by every other day to check my blood counts and make sure everything is going well.
So we keep moving forward a day at a time. Thank you for all of your good wishes and prayers as Terri and I walk this journey. I probably won't be able to respond to them but know that they are all greatly appreciated and hold tremendous meaning for both of us.