Stem Cell Transplant No 2.
Hello my healing team,
I hope this update finds you well.
Last week I got four bags of Stem Cells put back into me. I would love to say I am flying along, but I will stay honest. I have not been well. I am feeling pretty shitty actually. There are a lot of symptoms that could have materialised, and most of them have. Nausea, diarrhea and severe fatigue are the ones that have me at my worst. The fatigue has me sleeping the whole day and too spent to move, and the other two have me breaking the land speed record and yelling “for god sake…. get out of my way”!! I wish I could paint a prettier picture of it, but I cannot. A kind friend recently asked whether there is anything that they could do for me. My response is that nothing can be done. I just have to suck it up and work through it. Wish me luck.
The last week has been interesting in that the kids are absolutely aware of my predicament, or rather ‘our’ predicament. Things just aren’t the same at home. For starters, I am resting all day which never happens, we have had lots of people over to help, and we have our fab friends dropping off food. Whilst this is humbly appreciated, they are red flags to the kids that something at home is wrong. The kids coping strategies have been on show with Georgia being quiet, more reserved and teary. Riley has been more considered, short and grumpy at times. All pretty much expected, but sad to see our kids having to experience these things. We realize that when times are challenged, the best way to cheer up the kids is with nice food. We gave them Zooper Doopers.
Take care
Geoff
