Day 80: WOOO HOOO!!!!

Okay, this might be the shortest blog update I’ve ever written, and I don’t care a bit.

Chemo has definitely been tough this go-round.  The burns on my hands/rashes are worse than the previous two rounds they are burning and quite painful, and I’ve had IV trouble.  It took 3 nurses and 6 sticks to finally get an IV started yesterday, just minutes before chemotherapy was due to start.  The only vein they could find was in my left hand.  And boy did it hurt.

By today, it was really painful, and by early afternoon, it blew.  Could be the reason I have a fever, as well.

BUT…. none of that matters.  My doctor came in to do rounds a little while ago, and I asked about a donor status update.  Dr. D. wasn’t sure if the transplant coordinator was still in the office (it was about 5:30 pm), but he texted her just in case.  A couple of minutes later, he came back in the room and said, “Good news!”  I told him to spill the beans, and he said that they have found TWO to THREE TEN-POINT MATCHES!!!!  2 0r 3 PERFECT DONOR TRANSPLANT MATCHES!!!!!!

Dang, the fight in me just got renewed.  This is one redhead that ain’t givin up.  When you listen to this song, listen really close to the lyrics.  In fact, I’ll print them below the song.  This just rocks.

Don’t Let Them Take the Fight Outta You, Ben Harper & The Innocent Criminals

They’ll look you in the eyes and stone you

Then turn and disown you

Don’t you let them take the fight outta you

They’ll walk all over your name ’til they find someone else to blame

Don’t let them take the fight outta you

Secrets hide their lies inside hidden alibis

Don’t let them take the fight outta you

They put the world on a hook, it’s worse every time I look

Don’t let them take the fight outta you

I would rather take a punch than not give you a shot

I’d rather find out who you are than who you’re not

Should have known better than to mistake business for love

Should have known better than to mistake a fist for a glove

It will be in your honor ’til you’re not needed any longer

Don’t let them take the fight outta you

Don’t believe the headlines, check it for yourself sometimes

Don’t let them take the fight outta you

The lies you live become you, the love you lose it numbs you

Don’t let them take the fight outta you

They say that you’ve arrived but that’s just a high-class bribe

Don’t let them take the fight outta you

There’s always someone younger, someone with more hunger

Don’t let them take the fight outta you

They’ll say you’re the one and only

Then straight up leave you lonely

Don’t let them take the fight outta you

Like a transplant-patient waiting for a donor

Don’t let them take the fight outta you

Like a half empty balloon after a party in the corner

Don’t let them take the fight outta you