Breakfast was granola and silk milk. Later Tim and I talked on the phone. Then it was delicious omelets for second breakfast. Emily makes the best omelets I've ever tasted. Shortly after omelets Scott Ashby came to visit. And the first thing he said is "when is the last time you talked to, Tim?" I said today and he said he's been trying to talk with Tim for a week or two. I'm using this as a hookup paragraph, all about food and friends: Tim, call Scott.
Scott was able to hang out for a few hours and was nice enough to take Jonas back to his house for a few hours to play with Andrew. Andrew and Jonas are good friends, almost the same age, we went on the recent Disney cruise with the Ashby's. It was great to talk with Scott and Emily. Max was even pretty well behaved the whole time.
The conversation ended with me heading off to the AF Hospital for a blood test. The result of this blood test tells me that I'll be receiving platelets tomorrow, at the AF Hospital.
Too much time was spent working in the office today. Max and Jonas built a fort in the front room, which they are presently sleeping in. But I don't feel like I was able to help with the fort as much as I wanted to. I'll try to focus more on quality time with the boys tomorrow.
Two hard drives are dead in my basement server, so I ordered two drives off newegg. Hopefully I'll be able to replace those before returning to the hospital. That's my media server, all of the entertainment in my house runs off it. This computer is vital if you're stuck in bed all day.
Emily read the "welcome to the bone marrow transplant world" book today. It's a rough read. I don't recommend it. We are alright though. Both of us have left reality behind for now. We live in a world full of hope and optimism. Reality serves no purpose at this point. Everything will either work out well, or it won't. Worry and fear won't change that. Embracing change and keeping a positive attitude, despite the hell we are passing through, is the only reasonable course of action. We're both drinking as much of the hope and optimism kool-aid as we can.
That's the day. I'm about to eat a big meal and go to sleep. I'm still working out carefully, eating as much as I can, and sleeping well in hopes of keeping my weight up. I'll give a weight update the next time I have some idea where it is, which is only on days I'm forced to fast.
The picture of the day. Jonas, Andrew, and Megan in Puerto Vallarta. We are in a taxi returning to the cruise ship:
Ryan, you don't know me, but I'm a friend of Emily, and I agree with every wonderful thing you say about her. She really is that amazing of a person. I'm in Emily's book club, and as a result of my friendship with her I've followed you and your family's journey through all of this. I was lucky enough to take Max (along with my kids and a few others sledding last week. I often find my thoughts drifting to her and you and your sweet boys, and as I do so I find myself feeling my own anxiety and anger and mostly thoughts of how all that your family has been through is not fair. I share this with you to show how amazing your perspective is. There is not reason to worry, for it won't accomplish anything. I'm so grateful for that perspective that you and Emily have throughout this, for I'm sure it's what is getting you through. Thank you for sharing it with us and remarkably inspiring us along the way. Please know that my thoughts and prayers along with those of so many other people are with you.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your support and assistance. It only makes sense that Emily, being an amazing person, would have amazing friends. So much of the credit for our current success is due to the support network that took shape last March. I don't feel that my thanks will ever be enough as I offer it to those of you who are doing what you can to aid us during this journey. But I offer my thanks regardless. Thank you!
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