Wanequelle

It's been awhile. It feels weird writing here, but it just feels like I need to write here. I guess the long and short of it is that I just donated my bone marrow to my sister for a mini allogenic stem cell transplant. My sister's cancer was not completely gone after her six rounds of chemo. She went through another two rounds on a different regiment (i.e. a more awful one) and that still failed to get everything. So the only option left was targeted radiation and bone marrow transplant. This could only be performed at Stanford Hospital because they have a lot of expertise in this area. Both my younger sister and I were matches (which is inc

It's been awhile since I updated this. I left on kind of a depressing note, but I think that moment was the lowest in the entire experience. It really changes your life. Even if you're not the one with cancer, it completely changes you. What it does to your family. It is so weird. Everything in comparison to that seems so easy to deal with. Everything that came before it, maybe even most of everything that comes after, it all pales in comparison. The worst of it my sister doesn't remember, and I'm happy for it. It's not completely over. Chemo is over, but the cdiff infection rears up whenever she's weaned off antibiotics. It's a nasty thing.

How do I even begin? At what point does this ever become easy? My older sister has stage 3 non Hodgkins lymphoma. She had been feeling tired before, but attributed it to recently giving birth to her son Aaron. My grandparents said she had been looking tired. She could not climb a staircase without resting in between, and nearly collapsing at the top. She had been seeing plenty of doctors and they all attributed her tiredness and other symptoms as side effects of giving birth. July 29th she was admitted to the hospital with pulmonary edema. She had fluid built up in her lungs and she could not breathe. Later in the day she was admitted to the