Next Steps

I have my 3rd BMA/B on Tuesday. Praying those results confirm no further blast growth. Assuming that continues to be the case, I am scheduled to begin another round of 5 days of chemo at Banner Gateway on Monday. Then I get to go home again. I've heard the chemicals this round aren't supposed to make me as sick.

This Thurs I have my first comsult w the stem cell transplant team at Mayo.  This will be my first opportunity to speak to Dr. Slack and learn about the procedure and timeline. I had one nurse tell me the process leading up to transplant is "literally hell."  That does scare me.  More to follow.

Knit Cap = Attention

I find it interesting the number of people who will approach you when wearing a knit  cap out.  Am I a survivor?  (I'm surviving.). Meeting other survivors. And the desire by these strangers to pray for people like me who are battling.  It is truly amazing and I am thankful and grateful on so many levels. It's a reminder of how good we can all be. Thank you, everyone. From the bottom of my heart.

"Momma, Can I See Your Hair?"

This was Max's inquiry of me. I'd been wearing one of the knit caps on my head since picking him up from his dads. So I took the cap off.

"Wow, it's really short.  You look like a boy."

"Well, I'm still a girl and still your Momma.  And my hair WILL grow back once I'm healed."

"I know. I still love you."

Illness Go Away!

Sigh. My first morning home I learned that flu was making its rounds at Casa de Akbari. Both Kav and Jamie were sick. Max was the last man standing so to speak having yet to contract what everyone else in the house had. Two days later Max was still well while Kav and Jam were recovering.  So I did what many moms who miss their kids would do in my sitch:  I spent the day w Max. And it felt great!

The First Three Days

The last three days at home have been so nice.  Me being, well, me insisted on driving on my first errand. Angelica just about took the keys away from me. Things I was used to being able to do - multitasking by answering a call while driving - was no longer so easy to do. Other things include how unbelievably tired I get and how easily I can get "there". A nap = 3 hours down.  (Sorry Juli!).  So I have resorted to having no more than one goal per day.  Because I outdid myself today I cannot recall the last two days goals. Today my goal was to FINALLY go shopping for a slow cooking recipe.  I also got to spend time with my son.  I made that meal and it was good.  Black bean chilli w chicken. Yum!