I was given a four to six week stint in the hospital.  I am jokingly calling it my prison sentence because sometimes it feels like it.  You can’t leave and you’re stuck in a tiny little room (cell).  Only to leave if I am walking the floor or using the one stationary bike.  My dad and husband do not find this joke funny, but I feel as though it’s fitting.  I will be going back into the hospital on 2/13 for my stem cell transplant.  There are so many emotions going on.  I am excited to get this party started but am nervous and scared for what is about to happen.  It is giving me a LOT of anxiety.  I know once we are actually in the hospital and doing the activities that are required it will go away but it still sucks.

Here is the game plan as of right now:

2/13 check into hospital

2/14 start full body radiation twice a day and chemo for 6 days.

2/20 my brother’s stem cells are put into my body (engraftment)

After engraftment, basically it is a wait and see how the body reacts.  The doctors said there is most likely a 100% chance that I will get some sort of infection.  It’s that common.  Besides that hopefully there is no graph versus host disease, which is a big one they will be watching out for, amongst other side effects.  Here we go, this is hopefully the last hurtle before the end.