First day back to the transplant unit, did some lab tests to make sure I’m still viable. Everything should be okay, nothing’s changed as far as I know, followed the rules etc. Finally met Dr. Chin (only part of his name, there are about 30 more letters but everyone calls him Dr. Chin). He was a little hard to understand, but didn’t say anything that anyone else hasn’t already said. He did mention that when my blood counts went down that I’d look like an old man until they rebounded. That’s funny.
My favorite Nurse Practitioner Donna reminded me that all of my hair will fall out after the chemo, including the goatee. As that’s the second time she’s mentioned it, I’ve decide to get ahead of the game and trim my head, getting the same style as when I joined the Army. Good times.
Whaddya think?
Best part of the day was talking to Josh, deciding how we can save the world. Looking forward to more of that.
Worst part was working on a complex website for a Rotary fundraiser. Made some progress though. Good enough for now. I’m tired.
Got the day off tomorrow, Josh & I might stop by the Frist Art center or something.
