My recent visit to clinic was yesterday and I realized that just 3-weeks ago I couldn't get around to my tests without a wheelchair and someone to drive me to UCH. A day at clinic would exhaust me to the point that I'd sleep on the way home and climb into bed when I did get home. Now, I'm driving myself, walking to my tests and reading as I wait to be seen by my team, a huge change in just 3-weeks. The nurses and administrators who see me each week all comment on how good I look and how well I seem to be doing. That's how fast things change.
Here's an update from the medical front. I have a full blood panel done each week because this disease is all about my blood and the creep toward normal ranges across the spectrum of tests. This week my number were outstandingly boring which brought a huge smile to the my oncology team. Given my limited understanding of the 45 lines of blood analysis, I'll take their enthusiastic response to mean an improving and more stable situation.
So, what should one take from this? My sister's platelets are engrafted and doing their job remaking my blood system. The problems that I have are treatable and expected. While I'm far from 100%, I'm feeling great and getting stronger as the days grind on. I'm looking forward to a spring and summer of healing and increasing activity and I am forever grateful for your love, concern and unflagging support, it makes a huge difference every day.
Thank you all,