There are several things in this BMT process that were new/interesting/sad to me.
One of the questions they ask is how many times was I pregnant. Not how many children, but how many pregnancies. They asked the same about Sally. Apparently each pregnancy can alter a person's HLA markers, so they would need to know why Sally and I might differ in this regard.
Sad thing to have to deal with: Parrots. Picard (African Grey) and Sunshine (Sun Conure) in particular. I cannot be around the birds after the transplant - for at least six months, but likely a year or maybe never again. Pico and Sunny came to live with us as weaned babies. That was in 1997. They have been part of our family for 12 years. It is breaking my heart to know I will have to find new homes for them. Abbey is also heartbroken. She is trying to figure out if there is some way she can take Pico. I am not certain how that can work out, but I will let her decide. But she can't take both of them. Please keep us in your good thoughts as we have to deal with this aspect of the situation, too.
Contacts. I can't wear them after the transplant for as long as I am on anti-rejection drugs or maybe longer. This will give my "totally awesome Ferragamo glasses" a chance to be put to good use. They are black with a classy array of rhinestones. So totally ME.
Gardening. None of that this year for me. I can't have my hands in the dirt or be breathing dust stirred up. There are things in dirt that can be very bad for me. Before I get going on the transplant, I'm going to see about putting some herbs in pots at my Mom's house and some heirloom tomato plants in her flower beds. Then later in the season when I am back home, I can at least have garden fresh tomatoes and basil.
In general, I am much more optimistic about the transplant than before I met with the team in Nashville. This is a good thing and I am focusing on that.
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