Yay, six months. Whoo Hoot SIX months…
Light a candle… on a cupcake (of course)!

It’s been a whirlwind…

Diagnosis… it was a relief to finally have a diagnosis. Even if it wasn’t the one we were hoping for! And so very scary.

Induction… I can’t even begin to speak to the level of care Youngest received and continues to receive at Roswell. From a tough place, his body responded to the treatment and rallied. A win. Many new friends and perspectives and love and fighting and healing.

Consolidation… For whatever reason, this was harder, for everyone. More side effects as your body gets beat. For someone who is used to being the support, so very hard to be the recipient. Youngest really wanted to return to his quiet, non-center-of-the action life. Unfortunately, this removed much of our festivity & frivolity and support. That was really hard for us and created issues with others not understanding. Oh well. Nevertheless… A win.

BMT… He had a match…. There is just nothing more to say.  Thank you. Day 71.
We are so very thankful for our selfless donor and to so many for their thoughts and prayers. They are working!!
It’s an isolated lonely recovery as you balance sanity with the risk of infection. People & food is the side you can control. The environment… not so much. Both potential sources of complications. So far… so good. Again, difficult for others to understand. Oh well, it’s working. We’re so very thankful for friends and family (and strangers :)) who have helped make the days pass quicker.

And the days are passing…
And the recovery continues…
Fingers crossed and prayers said that the bumps are small…

Yay… SIX months…