Day 12
The chemo is working its “magic” on John. He has black eyes, rashes and red spots on his hands, which many people have, though it is sad to look at. He has “mucusitis” in his throat and is basically miserable. He didn’t find pain medication much for fun or relief. He said he dreamed that he saw “staples dancing.” Could be an advertising agent someday perhaps, I suppose. He had a little bread today and drank Powerade.
I’m researching bone marrow transplant clinics in case that is needed. There are statistics online, almost like box scores in baseball and Seattle sounds like the New York Yankees but I still have a lot to learn.
Lots of people from all over have called, emailed and visited, which is encouraging and comforting. John will have several more hard days before he starts to feel better. I told him to watch for when he gets bored or antsy, because that will be the sign. In the meantime, we will watch for any fevers or signs of infection.
I’m researching bone marrow transplant clinics in case that is needed. There are statistics online, almost like box scores in baseball and Seattle sounds like the New York Yankees but I still have a lot to learn.
Lots of people from all over have called, emailed and visited, which is encouraging and comforting. John will have several more hard days before he starts to feel better. I told him to watch for when he gets bored or antsy, because that will be the sign. In the meantime, we will watch for any fevers or signs of infection.
