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Couch Boy

That's pretty much what I've been since my transplant. It may sound funny but I feel kinda weak when I'm walking around the house, however as I spend more time on the couch I feel myself getting stronger. Yep, I've been feeling noticeably better; actually started to eat solid food - I had a small bowl of tuna salad for lunch yesterday; the first solid food I've had since my transplant October 11.

I've lost a lot of weight and all my hair but I feel myself coming back and it really instills optimism, believe me.

Last Friday I had my appointment at the Bone Marrow Transplant Clinic. It was a good and a bad day. First why it was good: the head doctor was very pleased with my blood results, calling them "amazing". It'll still be awhile before they know the true effect on my myeloma, but in terms of recovery from the procedure I'm in the upper percentile. Why it was bad: I'm still rather weak so getting myself all dresssed up and trudging out to the car for the long trip to the hospital takes a bit out of me. Couple that with the fact there were no wheelchairs at the hospital and I had to walk to the clinic and back to the front entrance, I was really dead by the time we got back home.

My focus and endurance are starting to return. I was becoming a daytime TV junkie but lately I've started to read magazine articles and today I watched 6 hours of "The Prisoner" DVDs - the old British TV series with Patrick McGoohan. I'm looking forward to getting back to books. I've got a few lying around just waiting to be read.

Well, gotta go and recharge my batteries (have a nap). I'll try to write soon!

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