Well, after 8 days in the hospital I was released. Not much to report me there. A fever landed me in and then I had to essentially pass a bunch of tests before I could leave. Though I wanted to get out, it wasn’t bad except for the lack of sleep. Despite that I had appetite, and energy and did not react badly to the last of chemos. The presence of Steve, Mariya and Elena brightened my days. My cautious doc knew I wanted out and we had an ongoing mild argument about when that was safe. The old protocol was to stay until you engrafted (around 3 weeks) and I knew that that would be murderous on me and the family. So I had my arguments lined up-arguing the healing power of sleep and nature and exercise against constant vigilance. In the end, he gave graciously gave in to my persistent and surprising wellness, and called in the PA by saying “don’t you think she looks like a rose?” Shortly after, he signed the release papers for Day 8. Walking out into the rainy afternoon with Elena was like the first day on Earth. And here I am, back at the cottage. Today, I took 3 naps. I will now that things are truly healing when I begin to have dreams again.
To refrain, that was the LAST of the chemos. My hair and eyebrows are growing in, though I am told I will lose the hair again, but I have evidence now that it will grow back (nope, not a blond). But just to be able to say that was the LAST is amazing. I have been getting chemo since the first of March.
Now, we wait. Daily blood draws will tell us about fluctuating electrolytes and blood counts. Right now, my white cells are zero. So, I am all about trying to keep infection away. Mariya’s cells are growing n my bone marrow. When my counts come back, that tells us the graft worked. They will take a bone marrow biopsy on Day 28. What we want to see if that my marrow is all or mostly Mariya’s.
Then we wait to see to see how graft versus host disease goes. But for now, I am in good shape, and absolutely sure that prayers and love carried me here, along with UW Medicine.