This morning I had a CT scan at LDS. They were worried about some inflammation they saw on my lungs in an x-ray from the 8th. Hopefully they find nothing interesting as that could complicate the bone marrow transplant.
Tomorrow and Sunday are lined up as my only breaks for the coming week, other than that I'll spend a part of every day at the LDS Hospital. On Wednesday I have a consult with the physician to sign consent forms regarding bone marrow transplant. Thursday, Friday, and Saturday I'll be up there for a drug that thickens the cell lining of my tongue and mouth.
During my visit this morning I met two other patients, both ladies between the ages of 40 and 55. They both spoke with me about their treatments so far. Both have been through a bone marrow transplant. One has relapsed and is now receiving another treatment. Talking with them about their experiences was enlightening. Hopefully I'll be able to talk with them again soon.
I've had a rough week. Yesterday and today have been better than the 4 days that went before. There was an anti-depressant I went on, the physicians advised it as a preventative measure, and I had to quit taking it a week or two ago. It made me very very tired. Since getting off the medicine it has left me acutely aware of pain and riddled with anxiety. The pain and anxiety issues seem to be wearing off. It was the type of medicine that you are literally supposed to wean yourself from over 5 months. Yeah, no thanks. I did it cold turkey and paid the price up front, I wouldn't have it any other way. I'd rather be anxious and awake than debilitated with sleepiness.
Diablo III, a video game, comes out at midnight tonight. That's midnight Pacific, it matters. So you won't be hearing much from me for a while. You know. Because I need to be playing Diablo. Emily and the children will suffer the most. Hopefully they will remain strong, during this, my great time of unavailability. We'll see, maybe I'm kidding. A little bit. Maybe. But probably not.
In summary, life has been grand for the past 5 days. I look forward to playing Diablo. Cancer sucks. Bone marrow transplant, though possibly life prolonging, also sucks. You all are wonderful. Emily is better than every one else, you aren't the only one thinking it. Emily's awesomeness is an objective reality, not merely a subjective opinion espoused by many. My boys are beautiful, intelligent, often a bit difficult, and soon to be someone else's burden most of the time.
Is there anything more to say? Let's cover some random thoughts: Elliot and Jessica, you guys are awesome, not the lip service awesome but the real awesome. I often wonder how you do it all. Ashby's, thank you for always being there for us. My dear brother Scott, you haven't talked to me in a couple of weeks - give me a call. Jennifer is the best big sister a brother could ask for, all of this has been a huge hassle for her and it will soon be a good deal of physical pain as well. Emily's Mom, I'm sorry I didn't get to see you on Mother's Day - I hope yours was spectacular. Also, Emily's Mom, thank you again for all of your help with the boys and the delicious meals. Valerie and Jacob, thank you for your help with the boys and for maintaining a close relationship with us. Jeremy and Chelle, best of luck with the practice and thank you for the gifts, we miss you. Terri and Ryan, thank you for being our friends and for the future Sunday favors. Erin, I love you, give me a shout anytime and I'll harass you just like a big brother should. Gavan and Amy, visit soon - it has been far too long. Mr. Al Walter, I'll be there for a game of poker with you as soon as I can - In the meantime you should call or visit sometime, I'm wondering how your life is going. All of my Ancestry and OrangeSoda friends, thank you for keeping tabs, thank you for keeping me in mind, and thank you for being my friends. Many of my friends and Emily's friends have gone unmentioned here. That'd be a long and difficult list. This giant awkward paragraph was just a stream of consciousness. Hopefully you've enjoyed it.
The picture of the day. Tim is coming to town to visit during my radiation therapy. In honor of that I present you with a picture of Tim, Scott Ashby, and myself:
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