Sunday, October 9, 2011

Oct 9, 2011 Day +253, Waking UP

"Just the Fact"--  7 plus weeks without a blood transfusion, feeling good, still on immuno-suppression meds, so senses are still dulled and contact is limited.

Every day we move closer to what we once considered our normal life.  B is able to do things for himself, and is well enough to want to do more, yet cannot due to the meds he is still on.  This is a small problem that we look to the future to be corrected and wait patiently.  Although we are waiting, B continues to try to do more and then realizes that he is not 100% yet.  It's a lot like when you have a cold and have been down and then think your better, so you get up and try to get going, but soon realize that hey, you're not that well yet.  With all this progress moving forward, we have not forgotten how far  we have come.  Every week we go without having to get a transfusion is reminder that  we have been through something tremendous and survived it, and can proclaim healing for the future! 

We recently attended a BMT Survivor party, where many that have been through the BMT process were there to share and smile.  They all have different issues that brought them to this type of treatment and their testimony of health and gratefulness is was endearing to hear.

B, wanted to share a few words with you all below, but as for me, I continually want to thank each of you for sharing this journey with us, and keeping us in your thoughts and prayers.  We are blessed because of each of you!!

From B:    Well, I'm not going to be shy about specifically asking for a prayer request. Last week in my last blog I asked you all to pray that I produce more blood, to go above what was just okay or a healthy level. Today at infusion, which is now only once a week, I had a reading of 10.5 units of blood. Wow. That's the most I've had since I was diagnosed with this condition back in February 2010. Thanks for your prayers. I'm going to ask again, let's push for 11 or more.

Also, my other important blood work went way up: my white blood cell count and my platelets. It was a good day. I'm hoping to soon get to twice-a-month visits. That's when you're really cooking.
I'm getting to a point where I don't need to wear a mask and possibly may soon be sitting in the back of the church instead of outside. It really means a lot to have some of you visit me after church in the back. Just no hugging or handshaking or colds, and we're fine. I've really missed the fellowship.
Thank you for all your prayers and support.

Until next time,
Hopeful Believer and B.