Dear Family and Friends,
It’s been quite a while since I’ve actually blogged, but I want you all to know that I am so thankful to all of you who have commented on the blog, phone calls full of support, e-mailed, sent cards, visited me in the hospital and come to our apartment with much cheer and goodies to nourish, fatten me up and see how well I am actually doing, reassuring you all that I am on the mend and will be home in about 28 days if my doctor sticks to our original plan.
As many of you have probably read, and I don’t mean to be redundant,
but I have been in awe of my caregivers. I’ve been so blessed to have such caring family and friends who have come and taken care of me, driven me to Moffitt and the many other outings needed, cooked for and with me, kept up with my walking, attended yoga with me, created art work with me, played all kinds of games when I could or needed to sit still, spoiled me, and all the special care that was needed especially in the beginning. Many of you came by plane. Some on long car rides some both. I just love and appreciate every one of you and every minute of your time and effort…even in your new role as enforcers of the doctor’s orders. You are the ones who know how intricate this healing time has been since not every detail is posted.
Before I continue, it doesn’t go without saying that my main caregiver, Jaime, has been here for me through very thick and very thin times and I don’t know how I would have fared if it hadn’t been for his support, direction, understanding, dedication, tenderness, protection, tolerance, and love …to name a few. My second main caregiver, Daniel, who has come here every single week on his only two days off of work to do all the same as above and not only without complaint, but reminding me that it was his pleasure, has been priceless.
I am so grateful to Alexia, who left my wonderful son-in-law Trevor and most precious granddaughter (thank you Trevor and Bella for giving Alexia the freedom to be my caregiver). Especially the time I had been released from Moffitt 3 weeks after my transplant, so looking forward to our time in the apartment, only to be dragged back to the hospital to endure 4 days of fever. She reassured me it didn’t matter and that it would be fine as we would still be spending time together, and thank goodness for that because she helped keep me out of a funk while feeling so crappy those days, not to mention, it came upon her to move me out of the hospital when I was finally released and settle me back into the apartment.
Thank you, my dear sister, for making your monthly trips of fun and cheer sharing every activity we could fit into your extended weekends, stolen time from your hubby and work.
One of the major activities keeping my sanity has been my yoga classes which is a pretty amazingly wonderful program here at Moffitt, free to patients and their caregivers. My two teachers/gurus have been most personally nurturing tender people who will be very difficult for me to leave. I know I will find classes in Sarasota, but to be cared for by people who know what I’ve been through and attend to me and the other patients with such loving kindness has penetrated my heart and soul. There have been classes as small as private, to no bigger than 6 or 7 people. I can tell you, they have been as important as the healthy food I eat, the meds I have to take and the masked air I have to breathe.
So my new cells have been with me for 72 days and they have so far been pretty friendly, not too much trouble while taking over my old ones. I won’t be able to thank my donor for a year, but how incredible that a 24 year old female from somewhere in Europe has been so giving and literally saved my life, a stranger to her.
I expect the next 4 weeks to fly since I will have the extreme pleasure of the company of Daniel, cousins Frankie and Sandy for 4 fun days, friend and neighbor, Cathy, next weekend, Jaime then Daniel again, my sis-in-law, Sherry for 4 artistic days, my cousin Freddie from Cape Cod for 6 whole days of adventure (she’s a rower as well and it will be all we can do to stay away from the water!) and as we wind down the last week, my sis, Susan, will be back for a short but sweet weekend perhaps in Sarasota…or she may be helping with the move, we shall see!
Medically, in the next 4 weeks, I will continue to have my blood drawn twice a week and see my doctor once a week. The two biggest medical events will be my bone marrow biopsy on my 90th day and a few days before I go home, I will finally have my central line port removed! I will finally be able to take a shower without covering it and worrying if my shower shield will leak and get it wet. I won’t have to flush it 5 days a week and it won’t be sticking out from my clothes giving me one more thing to be self conscious about beyond the mask and my lack of hair (which is making a steady come back!)
I look forward to seeing everyone soon in SRQ!
Carol