The following is an update from Karen for those of you who did not recieve the email.
Dads visit to the hospital went very well, his blood counts were right where they should be and he had the biopsy done. The first results will be in on Monday which is when the team of Dr's plan to have a meeting regarding dads case. Dad will check back into the hospital on Tuesday afternoon for a round of consolidation therapy (chemo) he will be there anywhere from 5 days to 1 month. Some patients go home after the therapy but have to return a week later when the counts start to drop, others go home and stay unless they develop a fever or infection others (usually older) stay in the hospital the entire time.
Lois Fay is a match for the transplant but they are looking at all possibilities and pros and cons of using a related donor versus someone else. Lois Fay will still have to pass the physical and family history prior to the transplant if they choose to use her. One pro of using an unrelated donor is the chance of it coming back is lower than when a related donor is used.
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What Cancer Can't Do....
Cancer is so limited
It cannot cripple love
It cannot shatter hope
It cannot erode faith
It cannot eat away peace
It cannot destroy confidence
It cannot kill friendship
It cannot shut out memories
It cannot silence courage
It cannot invade the soul
It cannot reduce eternal life
It cannot quench the spirit
It cannot lesson the power of the resurrection
It cannot cripple love
It cannot shatter hope
It cannot erode faith
It cannot eat away peace
It cannot destroy confidence
It cannot kill friendship
It cannot shut out memories
It cannot silence courage
It cannot invade the soul
It cannot reduce eternal life
It cannot quench the spirit
It cannot lesson the power of the resurrection
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One of Dad's favorite poems that reminds us of his stregnth,
Invictus
By William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever Gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of Circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of Chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
By William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever Gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of Circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of Chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
1 comment:
Any news on how Monday's meeting with the doctors went? Anything new happening besides him being re-admitted? I won't be able to go up to the hospital until Thursday but I am anxious to hear what is happening. Please update. Thanks!
Jamie
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