To say there was high emotion in my hospital room on January 29, is quite an understatement. The day I was to be given a third chance at life had finally arrived.
My body, weak from now three rounds of incredibly intense chemotherapy, designed to all but wipe out my immune system, was crying out to be saved. The time was most definitely here. I was sore, sick and fragile – but so focused on this beautiful bag of cells that had been so generously donated by someone I don’t know, on the other side of the world.
Found out one of my favourite nurses Nate would be administering the cells. I was really pleased. It was his first Bone Marrow Transplant and my ticket to survival.
The day started with a 4.30am blood collect (as has become normal) and I noticed this on the wall opposite my bed.
These nurses are just such wonderful people. Yes, it is a happy day. It could be (and maybe should be) terrifying, but it’s not. I am very ready for this. Mind is strong.
As Paul, my Mum, and cousins Marnie and Jodie gathered around, many others sent messages of support. As the drugs accompanying the stem cells took hold I went to my ‘quiet place’, I focused, thanked Dr Kennedy and his incredible team, looked Nate and Charlene in the eyes and thanked them. I said a million thank you’s to my anonymous donor.
Gratitude for eternity.
This bag of stem cells – presented on a tray, will enable me to see another day.
Nate really did have my life in his hands!
Transplant just starting…
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