September 30, 2008

The Day, on September 16 as planned. I wore a brand-new Coyote/Joe Phat t-shirt (sneakily unearthed & delivered by Tamu & Vicky). In a textbook display of perfect timing, Vicky walked into the room just moments after the IV pump started transfusing the stem cells. It was bright and sunny, a perfect day for rebirth.

And, as (repeatedly) predicted, any excitement was purely conceptual. Unlike other clear or solid fluids I've had go through my IV pumps, stem cells and the fluid they're suspended look like textured particles. As a result, you can see the stem cells' progress as they flow through the tubes. After a few minutes of marvelling at that, though, Vicky and I got bored and found something else to do. In my case, that meant sleep—the Benadryl I'd been given earlier caught up with me and gave me a few minutes to get comfortable before gently knocking me out.

The next day started pretty much the same as always, and during my usual morning visitations I was informed that while the 16th was Day 0, the procedure had taken place late enough in the day that for the purposes of medication schedules, the 17th was also Day 0. Of course, I thought, my new birthday would start on one day and end on the next.

Anyway, this is about the end of when things were dull and unexciting. More on the subsequent 13 days later.


posted by Emru Townsend at


Blogger Barbara Spoerri said...

keep on hanging & swinging !!!
thinking off & wanting you to have more Birthday cakes ! Max enjoyed Kim to fullest on Sunday ! we were all thinking of you ! Vicky told us how brave you are & this what I think as well !
oxox Barbara

September 30, 2008 10:49 PM  
Blogger Val Grimm said...

pleased to hear more good news. YES!

September 30, 2008 11:52 PM  
Anonymous Martin said...

Thanks for the new Emru.

October 1, 2008 1:00 AM  

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