I didn’t receive a 6-month update from my recipient and honestly, I was really bummed. My thoughts immediately went to the worst possible option, “Did she die?” “Maybe they don’t tell you until a year has passed?” “My bone marrow sucked.” But last week I received a phone call from a Be the Match liaison. […]Read more "6 Months Later"
I FINALLY received my update. I say finally, but in all reality there are days I forget about HER. There are days that I don’t even remember I donated bone marrow (unless someone asks me and I get to show off my scars). But there are days when I just wonder how SHE is doing, […]Read more "A Tiny Update"
I slept fairly well the night of Collection Day. Dad woke me up around midnight to take another pain pill. I woke up around 5:00 AM, but decided I didn’t really want to take another pain pill because the pain really wasn’t bad. We had plans to go to the Astros game, but when I […]Read more "Recovery…"
My parents and I flew into Houston the day before collection day. I set my alarm for 5:30 AM; we had to check in at 6:00 AM. The hotel is connected to the outpatient surgery building so the walk wasn’t even 5 minutes. The alarm went off and after much rolling around, Dad decided he […]Read more "Collection Day!"
I had to give one last vial of blood before my donation! It was only one vial of blood, but with my track record, Taylor accompanied me. Our plan was to get to the blood center by 7 AM. I knew I needed to eat and drink something before going. I didn’t get out of […]Read more "The Last Vial of Blood!"
Leslie drove me over to the hospital, told me where to go, and dropped me off. I don’t know if I was still stressed out about completing the physical or what, but I wasn’t hungry. I had a turkey sandwich and chips to eat, but every time I thought about eating it, I wanted to […]Read more "Physical – Part 2"
I would fly out to Houston the afternoon before my physical and fly back the next day after the physical was over. Taylor already agreed to take me to the airport and my mom said she would meet me in Houston. “Mom, I can handle a physical by myself.” I checked in at home and […]Read more "Physical.. My Favorite!"