therapy and a tan

While most of the rest of the world was slumbering, walking the dog, going to church or eating breakfast at noon, this Sunday (January 13)I checked into Duke University Medical Center. Weird choice. I know. But necessary. For those who know me, this was the beginning of my cord blood transplant treatment. It is now exactly a week later and, after 5 days of radiation I have a tan and and a killer upchuck reflex. Today was my last day of chemotherapy FOREVER...and for that I am extremely grateful. I celebrated by napping with Mike :)

So, I've been getting some food down, exercising some every day and hitting the 'nurse' button the moment my monitor starts beeping annoyingly. The doctor's think I'm doing great...for a cancer patient going through treatment. I feel alright most of the time and sometimes I don't feel so hot at all. My room is about the size of a cubicle, but, somehow, is still pretty comfy. My life as a patient feels about as dry as the inside of my mouth at the moment. BORING. I'm just waiting to get through all of this to the loveliness of cancer-free life on the other side. The big thing at the moment is waiting for the actual transplant this Wednesday. I'm nervous and excited all rolled up in one! The nurses consider transplant day my new birthday...so I guess now I can celebrate twice a year :)