It’s strange but ever since we’ve had the baby, I’ve never felt more normal. It’s like I’ve never had Leukemia. We’ve been so busy with the baby that I’ve forgotten all about having to go in on 1 Sept for the transplant. Good and bad I suppose, as it takes my mind off the procedure but it also means that I will be gutted to leave them for 4 – 6 weeks. Thinking about it just makes me really sad. But if it has to be done, it has to be done. It’s only for 4 – 6 weeks, and I will be back with them again.
To make things worse, it’s not possible for Sophie and the wife to come to the hospital regularly to see me. Sophie cos she’s too young, and without a proper immune system, will catch all sorts of bugs in the hospital. The wife cos she has to look after the baby; although she will have more time when Sophie is older, and my mum gets here.
It’s going to be rough; the consultant already said that it’s nothing like chemotherapy or the treatments I had before. He said I would feel terrible for a few days. But health and age does play a role so he’s confident that while it’s going to be rough, it won’t be anything I won’t be able to handle.
Well no matter how rough it gets or how difficult it will be, the important thing is that after all that, I will be well and I will be looking forward to spending a good many years with my little family. 🙂 And for that I’ll gladly suffer anything many many times.