This is a little bit much.
We were admitted today and we are doing fine. Ashton is in good spirits and I am trying to match him.
Speaking of matches: I am not a match for bone marrow.
It’s been a long while since our doctor came in and pulled up a chair. When he did, just now, I was expecting more good news. His blasts are about 1%, down from 98%. This, I believed, was good news. It is not bad news. It just means that the oncologist would have preferred his blasts to be zero after round one.
So, we do another round of chemo now and it seems likely that Ashton will need a bone marrow transplant. It will have to be an anonymous donor, as family is ruled out. If he had a full sibling, it would likely be a match.
So, he is registered (Nationally?) I could be wrong, as I am groggy. I do know he is going to undergo said procedure in Cincinnati if it comes to that. We have one month to find out what happens. One great thing: if he gets a donar, Chemotherapy will be over. OVER.
This is not the most pleasant of posts. I like to insert humor and stories. I am just a lil’ too overwhelmed to be creative right now.