It has been five days now since the transplant, eight days in the hospital, and exactly ten months since Jimmy's vertebra collapsed. Our pre-myeloma world seems a lifetime away, and that the unthinkable has become commonplace says much about the resilience and adaptability of human nature.
Jimmy was given intravenous Ativan this morning for nausea, and has slept a lot. He says that he feels terribly weak. His white blood count is below .3, which means it is virtually undetectable; a healthy person has 5000-10,000 white cells per microliter of blood, and Jimmy has less than 300. His hematocrit is also dropping, and the transfusion of blood and platelets that he will, in all probability, be getting tomorrow should boost him up a bit.
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