Home

My transplant doctor sent me home on Tuesday. Home is a wonderful thing. I am done with all my treatments, and now the doctors will keep a decreasing eye on me over the next two years. I am very weak (anemic), and cold most of the time. It should take about a month to get back to some semblance of normalcy. In the meantime, I watch tv and nap. Reading even magazines is too much for me. I can't wait to feel normal again. Thanks again for all the prayers and good will. It means a lot.

I Have My Cells Back

My harvested stem cells have been returned to me as of yesterday. Now I must endure two weeks of sitting in a clinic at Hackensack University Medical Center for about 8 hours a day, as I am being "watched" by nurses. They take vital signs and feed us. The goal is of course to come home, which cannot come soon enough. In the meatime, I appreciate all the prayers, the blood and platelet donations, and good thoughts. The great enemy for me is a wearisome tedium. Sitting in a chair for 8 hours is maddening. Activity swirls around you, and just when sleep arrives, so does the nurse. So I will try and read, pray, do what I can, and dream of home. My evening accommodations are at least comfortable - the Hilton. At least it's not winter...