I thought I'd spend these few moments ruminating about the day ahead. I feel strangely calm and know that whatever path I take today, I won't walk alone.
After a pre-transplant dental evaluation, I have an appointment with my oncologist to find out the results of the bone marrow biopsy he did on Monday. I'll have lab work done to see where my counts are, and also a repeat CAT scan to check the fungus in my lungs. If I'm on the right medication, and they've identified the fungus correctly, there should be some improvement.
If the biopsy shows I'm in remission, I have a date at Dana Farber for transplant #2 on June 12. That's when the pre-conditioning would start, with transplant about a week later. If the leukemia is still kicking around, I may need another course of chemo--difficult to fathom thinking back on the past 5 weeks. Transplant could be delayed, although if the leukemia isn't out of control, they might still recommend I go straight to transplant.
In the meantime, I have a lot going on this weekend--all good things, the things that make me stay in this fight. Mark is running in 3 events at the RI State Track Meet on Saturday. On Sunday, he graduates from high school. I will have to wear a mask to graduation, but that's a small price to pay to be able to attend. I'm sure people will steer clear of me, thinking I'm the infected one.