First things first. We have a date for the bone marrow transplant – February 7th. I’ll go into the hospital on January 31st, receive a round of chemo, then some immune therapy (not really sure what that is) and then the transplant, followed by five to six weeks of medicine, observation and discomfort. I’m not looking forward to the process but I am looking forward to being finished with it and being able to live a normal life again. I thank God we are on our way.
In other news – When I came home on Tuesday my stomach was half full of peas and potatoes. I was tired of traditional, tasteless food and craved more. Besides, the doctors said I should try to fatten up for the journey ahead of me. You don’t have to tell me twice. So I ate. I ate pizza, and chocolate and thai food and pasta and figs and pretty much everything esle we have in the fridge or cupboards. I ate myself sick. I have have had indigestion and been burping since Tuesday evening. My wife is not impressed.
I think I’m going to take it easy today. I think, but I have a good friend coming over later with a pumpkin pie, which I am very much looking forward to.
I have to cram it in now. Eat through the pain, because for about three months after the transplant everything is going to taste like cardboard. It is especially important that I eat my way through those recovery months, its not going to be fun or easy eating cardboard for three months.
