Today is Mom's 5th day after her transplant and she is just still so tired. This is as expected. Her white cell count is 0.1 so we have limited the visitors that can go see her. Everyone who is allowed (family) has to wash really well and wear gloves all the time. Many have to wear masks too. Anyone who will have prolonged contact must wear a gown too, but that is mostly the nurses, etc. Her desire for food is at a minimal, they call this the anorexic phase meaning a general loss of appetite. When I wrote the other day about Day 0 I mentioned that she had hurt her wrist and they did not know what was wrong, well Rob the PA sent her for an x-ray and they found she has broken her wrist and there is a floating piece of bone. This bone will need to stay where it is until she is well enough to do anything about it. The cancer in her bones weakens them so much that she can break so easily, obviously. She still is trying to do things like paint and has been able to do her word puzzles, but it is hard when her right wrist is broken and she is right handed.
As a funny story that is not really related to Mom in any way except that she is anorexic right now (by the way she is not starving, she eats enough to get her calorie count in) I had a friend when I lived in Chicago named Lily Recsik (pronounced rec-sick) who has a sister named Anna. This is for real I met Anna and everything. I admit when I put two and two together and realized her name was Anna Recsik I was mortified for her. Some parents… but to be fair anorexia nervosa was not a widely recognized issue in the 70’s so much as it is now.
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