Today they had Margie in the clinic bright and early at 7:30 AM to get started. First they put in the central line in her leg to do the harvesting with. They reassured me as well as the rest of my family that she would be well medicated and wouldn’t remember a thing. I know she was scared to death. Meanwhile I was in my fifth session of radiation, but all I had my mind on was how she was doing. After I came back to the room, Dr. Molnar came to see me and fill me in on Margie’s status. I will say that he was pretty considerate and kept me informed throughout the rest of the morning. Some of my family stayed with me, and the others were with Margie. I believe she needed them more than me at this point. The stem cells they got today were of good quality and looked very good, however, they had lumps in them and would have to be filtered. During this they will loose some and would need to harvest again tomorrow. Therefore, Margie’s worst nightmare came true. She had to stay in the hospital over night.
This is a day that is etched into my memory forever just like September 11th 2001 . This is the day my sister saved my life. Today she went through her second day of harvesting and I had radiation for the last time and they actual transplant took place in the late after noon hours. I got two units of cells. It really just looked like two bags of cambells tomato soup. At this point I had not seen my sister since Wednesday night. She had been so drugged and worn out that she was unable to come see me. I had talked to her over the phone a few times though. While the transplant was going on she had been taken back to the hotel to rest, not to mention, she had a very sore leg where the line had been put in. At this point she was all done and in a few days she would be good as new. I wish I could say the same for me, but what’s a few months when compared to the rest of your life.
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