Faces are getting familiar around here pretty quickly. I see the same handful of people multiple times a day, every day. But here are the two dudes who are making all the decisions, pulling the strings, bringing the bad news, poking me with needles in places that should never get a taste of metal, and generally making my life a nightmare. And of course, they inspire confidence and gently guide me through this very complicated process.
I couldn't decide between the subtle differences in the photos I took of Drs. Bowles and Patil. Either cool/pensive or unabashed good cheer.
I couldn't decide between the subtle differences in the photos I took of Drs. Bowles and Patil. Either cool/pensive or unabashed good cheer.
Which one do you like?
They were in good spirits, though I get the sense they just gave me some bad news. The chromosomal tests on the bone marrow sample came back, and it turns out there is an abnormality in chromosome 7. I guess this is not favorable, and at this point a stem cell transplant will be in order at the end of chemo.
The rest of the genetic testing is still in the works, and will take a couple weeks to sort out. I'm meeting with the dudes tomorrow morning, along with Mom and Dad. That sounds like a lot of fun. Then right after that, I get my second lumbar puncture. How did I get to be such a lucky girl?
I like it just the way you posted: pensive followed by good cheer. Good luck in the morning!
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