I’m already a day late, as I had wanted to begin daily blogging yesterday when my tests leading up to my bone marrow transplant began.
It was a long first day at the hospital from 8 a.m. to about 3:30 p.m., including a BMT education class, total body irradiation consult, pulmonary lung function test, CT of the sinus, PET scan, and Hickman line test.
Somehow, after all that, it was as if my mother and I wanted to make up for the day spent doing fun-less things and do something we wanted to—what else than going straight to a nail salon?
I enjoyed my first pedicure since October, and my mom had her routine gel manicure.
But that wasn’t all. Upon finally returning home, my parents and I were all anticipating the arrival of a VIP.
By 9:30 p.m., said VIP had all my baggage (literally) from Taiwan and was seated next to me in the backseat of our car after a long trip around the world.
Yes, Hsuan and I are finally reunited. For a week, anyway.
Today begins the second day of tests, and tears have already been shed. I had been consumed with negative thoughts about cancer, in general. Once it hits, it’s like a nightmare that never really goes away. I’ve dreamt the worst and the anxiety keeps me up at night.
But I am undoubtedly full of gratitude for Hsuan being here once again, holding my hands as I lay in recovery from a very uncomfortable fluoroscopic lumbar puncture.
Another update coming by the end of the day. Until then, I’m resting comfortably on his shoulders waiting for our final appointment of the day.