Latest Visit to the Clinic

I visited the folks at the Bone Marrow Transplant Clinic at the Ottawa General Hospital this morning at 9am. Things went swimmingly.

Doctor Anstee's very pleased with how I'm eating, how I'm drinking, how I'm peeing, my energy levels and so on. She says my bloodwork shows I'm slightly anemic (funny looking word) but since I'm not tired and have a good energy level they're not worried.

My next appointment isn't until early in the new year, and after that I'm being transferred to the Multiple Myeloma Clinic - somewhat of a graduation, says the doctor!

She again cautioned that the transplant hasn't rid me 100% of the multiple myeloma, but that it has reduced it significantly according to my creatinin levels. They'll have a better handle on this once they start monitoring my myeloma in 2008.

Nevertheless, I'm feeling great - better than before the transplant, and certainly just after - and the doctors are very pleased I'm feeling great.

Maybe I'll celebrate with take-out Chinese food tonight! As Megan said yesterday, "So, Dad, I guess the worse you eat, the better you get." I guess so...

Book: A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini

Music: Elite Hotel by EmmyLou Harris

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