Day 10 after transplant...

Been said before and will say it again. Becky still 'on course' as far as what should be happening. Fever, nausea, white count still very low, even needed red blood yesterday, Saturday, and she still receives platelets when necessary. But again, all going to plan, ...even the big day of total hair loss. Yesterday, hair came out in a clump, thus nurse assistant took initiative to shave remaining hair..Becky didn't think this was actually happening until final stroke of shaver..Assistant said: "this is the only haircut I know"...Becky took it well..again, same ol' story, we were told hair loss inevitable, but when it happens one has to pause for a moment and absorb this "female Samson-like moment", the loss of the long flowing hair, you've had since youth...She commented; 'now I look like my brother, but only with earrings". Her attitude is still good, her 'spirit' is positive. Even with the endless barrage of medications, the extreme fatigue, and total room confinement, Becky presses on with courage. Her attention span has decreased from the 'one article in a magazine" to perhaps one picture..one sentence. I asked her today, while she was lying still, eyes open..and motionless, 'what are thinking about right now".. she said: "just getting through this", and that pretty much says it..'getting through this'.. She has the strength to do this, she has the want and the will..though it is quite difficult at this time. Though questions abound and mysteries may arise, Becky still clings to the great physician to strengthen her through these next few weeks, months and beyond. The hospital is called City of Hope..a great name indeed, but Becky knows there is the Lord Jesus who is the savior of hope. Though this sickness may temporarily rob her of voiced praised, please know, this hope carries/inspires her daily.

We ask you to pray for increased white count within a week or so...

Keep a song in your heart and a little dance in your step..

Celebrate life!

Bill and Becky