Thanks for all your kind thoughts and prayers regarding my mom and my aunt.
On Monday, my mom went into the hospital for the bone marrow transplant. They poked holes on the back of her pelvis bone, and used different sized needles to get the most of her bone marrow.
She stayed overnight and had a blood transfusion. Basically, once the doctors took the bone marrow, they only used the white blood cells from it for my aunt, and gave my mom her red cells back through the blood transfusion which took four hours.
Since then, my aunt has been feeling very good and has had a very positive attitude. My mom still has some swelling and definitely is still sore--she said it basically feels like she threw out of her back (ouch!)--but she is doing well.
It's one thing to read about a bone marrow transplant, but it's completely different to actually donate yours. I am so proud of her and so happy it went well.
I'm actually considering getting tested to see if I could be someone's potential match.
Would you ever donate your bone marrow or an organ?
Friday, March 25, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
A Scary Dream
Last night we had a ridiculous amount of hurricane force winds. It was unreal.
After watching tv, I went to sleep.
And had a scary dream.
I had a dream that there was this white guy who went into our backyard. He climbed our house and looked inside the windows to my parents bedroom. My parents were asleep, and I was the one that had that strange feeling of being watched. I looked at him and he dropped down to the ground. I looked out the window and saw our dog looking up at me. I wondered why she didn't bark at him.
I ran to the phone and was going to dial 911, but I realized I really should call the local police department, but of course I didn't have the number, nor the time to look it up. So I hung up the phone, and ran to the other side of the bedroom to look out the window and saw he had moved to the side of the house where the driveway is.
I peered down at him from the window and he made eye contact with me. The neighbor's mosquito killing light was bright enough that I could see him clearly. He had a tall, husky build, with brown curly hair and facial hair. He had brown eyes and was wearing a hockey jersey.
At this point, I kept trying to yell at him to go away but he couldn't hear me. So I lifted the window up halfway and tried again. Still couldn't do anything. I was scared he would somehow say something or get in the room, so I quickly shut the window. Then I made eye contact with him again and flipped him off and pretended I was deaf and did random things with my hands (presumably my attempt to do sign language--I had watched Celebrity Apprentice last night before bed).
It was at this point that I thankfully woke up.
It was scary. And then I heard footsteps outside my door and freaked out. But I had the courage to open my door and saw it was our dog. She came into bed with me (more like hogged the entire bed) but she made me feel safe enough to go back to sleep. I did say a few prayers too. I was spooked!
Have you had any bad dreams lately?
After watching tv, I went to sleep.
And had a scary dream.
I had a dream that there was this white guy who went into our backyard. He climbed our house and looked inside the windows to my parents bedroom. My parents were asleep, and I was the one that had that strange feeling of being watched. I looked at him and he dropped down to the ground. I looked out the window and saw our dog looking up at me. I wondered why she didn't bark at him.
I ran to the phone and was going to dial 911, but I realized I really should call the local police department, but of course I didn't have the number, nor the time to look it up. So I hung up the phone, and ran to the other side of the bedroom to look out the window and saw he had moved to the side of the house where the driveway is.
I peered down at him from the window and he made eye contact with me. The neighbor's mosquito killing light was bright enough that I could see him clearly. He had a tall, husky build, with brown curly hair and facial hair. He had brown eyes and was wearing a hockey jersey.
At this point, I kept trying to yell at him to go away but he couldn't hear me. So I lifted the window up halfway and tried again. Still couldn't do anything. I was scared he would somehow say something or get in the room, so I quickly shut the window. Then I made eye contact with him again and flipped him off and pretended I was deaf and did random things with my hands (presumably my attempt to do sign language--I had watched Celebrity Apprentice last night before bed).
It was at this point that I thankfully woke up.
It was scary. And then I heard footsteps outside my door and freaked out. But I had the courage to open my door and saw it was our dog. She came into bed with me (more like hogged the entire bed) but she made me feel safe enough to go back to sleep. I did say a few prayers too. I was spooked!
Have you had any bad dreams lately?
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
A "fun" update
Here's an update on my goal to have more fun this year:
So far I've done painting again...this time an African sunset.
Spent a weekend in the mountains...
Where I went snowshoeing for the first time.
And recently went to one of those paint your own pottery places, where I painted a pretty princess mug.
What types of fun things have you been up to?
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