happy to be 2 years past transplant

Well, the day is here.  It is the 2nd anniversary of my stem cell transplant.  A day long and seemingly short in coming.  Two years is a long time, especially to survive after a stem cell transplant.  Only 17.1% of those who get a stem cell transplant live so long.  Kind of surprising to be in that small percentage.  But it really seems like it happened just a couple months ago.  That might be because I never really got out of treatment.  Oh well, happy 2 to me.  The nurses at Mayo call it your 2nd birthday when you get a transplant.  I’ll stick with anniversary, I don’t need another birthday.


I’m not complaining, I am just stating fact here.  I seem to collect undiagnosed bipolar friends.  Not intentionally mind you, it happens purely by randomness.  I randomly said heya to a friend I hadn’t talked to in a while, and it turns into a late night/early morning discussion about his problem.  I have no problem talking with people who think they might be bipolar and give them what advice and wisdom I have.  But I end stressing they need to see a shrink, gets on meds, and in most cases I suggest therapy.  Last night/this morning was just that.  He is going thru what I went thru 30 years ago.  If I can help him see that he needs help, then I will.  I think when I was done talking to him, he was in a better place and that makes me feel good.  However, he is not the first undxed bipolar I have randomly discovered on my friends list, I am happy to say that the other two did get help and were doing better.


Tonight we play in Jason’s Dungeons and Dragons Eberron game.  Mit will be phased out and H will be phased in.  Heiliker Krieger is too much of a mouthful to say, so he is going to go by H.  I realized while talking with Cori that H has zero skills not revolving around being a soldier.  It may be harder to roleplay with H then it was with Mit, but sometimes the tough soldier is fun to roleplay.  He isn’t stupid, so the boy can learn something.  So that is good.  Should be real fun tonight.


Then Tuesday in my Dungeons and Dragons Maloon campaign they will be facing a lot more of the supersized gnolls they fought last week.  And some more things of the supersized variety.  Its all good fun.  They took out 5 of the gnolls last week, 2 ran away.  So whatever or whoever is enlarging the gnolls will know about the party.  That can lead to some interesting twists.  Yep, gonna be sweet.


Wednesday is yet another blood test in the long series of blood tests.  At least I get to have it done at the closer lab.  I won’t be driving downtown.  Speaking of driving downtown, it looks like it is going to be longer than 8 weeks of the closer chemo place being closed.  So in all likelihood I’ll be driving to downtown for my next round of chemo which I believe is slated for June 1 2 and 3.  Not going to enjoy driving downtown now that the not quite a lockdown is effectively over.  Oh well, no choice, I’ll do it.


Thursday is a video visit with Dr. Wehbe’s nurse Krystal.  Hopefully it will go as smooth as the one with Dr. Wehbe a month ago.  I am not expecting anything out of this visit.  Just more of the “You are doing great” spiel.  I know I am doing great, thank you.


The following Thursday is Mayo Day.  The usual is expected there as well.  Some blood tests (again), a bone marrow biopsy, and then 3 office visits.  The last being with Dr. Alkhateeb himself.  We will have the blood test results by the time we see the big guy, but the biopsy results won’t be available until around June 3rd or 4th.  Hopefully he will just call with the results again and not make us haul all the way up there.  Last we saw Dr. Alkhateeb was in January I believe, we didnt go in February cuz Teresa wasn’t feeling well, he said we didnt have to go in March, and Coronavirus stopped April, so almost 5 months without a trip to Mayo, that is way cool.  Dr. Wehbe has been taking good care of me in the meantime.  But yeah, its time to see Dr. Alkhateeb again.  Just not monthly.


I’m still leery about going to Mayo with the Corona Virus still going strong, but hey I gotta get this biopsy done, so off  we will go.  4 hours each way. 8 hours there, makes for a really long day.


PEACE

Author: Jeff Campbell

I am 49 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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