It's a lovely spring morning. I was once again able to share the fast lane with my neighbor Buffy. She drove me to the clinic for my "restaging" this morning. I am ever so grateful for her driving me to clinic those 100+ days after my stem cell transplant. I don't know what I would have done. Thank you, Buffy!
It's been almost 6 months since my last restaging. Today's tests include blood work, bone marrow biopsy, and a ct scan of the chest, abdomen, and pelvis with and without contrast. Mmmmm barium....
The blood results came back quickly. My creatinine levels are still up. They say it's my new normal. RBC were down a tiny bit. Everything else was in the normal range.
TMI alert!
I finally got smart. The worst part about the biopsy so the removal of the compression bandage afterwards. It's a lot of strong adhesive and measures about 6x6 inches. It pulls on each little hair, and I can't remove it by myself. So, this morning, I had the bright idea to shave my back in the shower. Maybe, just maybe, I got the little hairs that make me cry when pulled. Ok. Not really cry, just wince.
All testing was done just before 10 am, just about the time Mom was texting to check on me. Then I just had to wait for Kent to come get me.
Results: everything came back ok, except the creatinine. Dr. Morris said "since these id yes have to last you 40 or 50 years, you should get them checked out." Yay! 40 or 50 years!
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