Happy Birthday, Day 0, Transplant Day

Today started off with great promise.  All the problems of yesterday were taken care of over night and I felt good (relatively).  Then about 1 o’clock the nausea hit, asked and got Zofran, which had been helping all along with the nausea.  Today it didn’t help.  So now I am loaded up with an Ativan too in hopes of taking care of the sick feeling.  I have a transplant to attend.

So, people keep wishing me Happy Birthday, cuz this is like a 2nd birthday supposedly.  Basically, I am being reborn as a 19 year old german dude gutswise.  I wonder if I am going to start craving bratwurst and sauerkraut.  My DNA will change as well as my blood type.  I still should be the same Jeff Campbell, with possibly a few new quirks.

Stuff starts at 2 (it’s 1:30 now).  More water being pumped into me.  Yay rah.  4 hours pre-transplant and 4 hours post-transplant are dedicated to flooding my bladder/kidneys.  All in the name of protecting these organs, so it’s all good.

My stem cells should be here by now.  I won’t get to see any particles floating in the fluid cuz it’s not a bone marrow transplant.  So there won’t be any cool pictures.  It’ll be me, sitting in bed, getting an IV.  Same thing I have been doing since I checked into the hospital 8 days ago.

Since the transplant is going to start so late, we have been informed that I won’t get released from the hospital until tomorrow.  Which is fine I guess.   One more day isn’t going to be the end of the world.

They still haven’t gotten us “THE LIST” of stuff that Teresa needs to acquire to take care of me.  This supplies list was supposed to be given to us 9 days ago, but that was the day of the big computer update and they haven’t been able to find the list since.  DOH

I’m tired.  Ativan makes me sleepy.  I so could take a nap right now, but a 15 minuteish nap just isn’t gonna be enough.  But I do think I’m gonna lay down, maybe laying down will help my nausea, don’t think it’ll hurt it any.

Author: Jeff Campbell

I am 50 year old guy, who beat blood cancer but is getting his butt kicked by bone marrow cancer. At this point it appears I am dying. Married and in love with the most wonderful woman in the world (27 years). She has stood by me thru a lot of crap and I love her so.

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