Just noting 12.17.17, the 2nd to last "7" post of 2017.
Yes, December is full of significant and symbolic anniversaries for me on so many levels. I will forever reflect back on December 2009, and how my life was turned upside down, and changed forever and ever. I took labs yesterday for my upcoming 12.20.17 doctor appointment, which now that I'm thinking about it, will be my last oncology appointment for 2017.
Happily, and surprisingly, all my CBC and body organ stats are pretty close to the previous lab results I posted. Some are even a tiny bit better, since I have finally pummeled that horrible November virus that attacked me. My WBC is now a whopping 2.5 lol, RBC a bit low at 4.14, and ANC low at 1.22. So it makes sense how draggy and fatigued I am, but overall, not too bad. All others, (excluding the myeloma markers, which I will receive on 12.20), are remarkably in the "normal" range. I am very proud of my organs for being so strong, and able to handle all the years- 7, almost 8 years - of chemo, immunotherapies, medications, steroids, etc.
Tomorrow, 12.18.17, marks 8 years since my first Bone Marrow Biopsy, which was a very defining moment in my diagnosis journey, physiologically and psychologically. Up to that point, 12.18.09, I was not overly concerned about my situation, even though my doctors and blood tests hinted otherwise. The term "Cancer" and "Myeloma" had not been spoken yet, so I just thought I was "sickly" due to the bleeding out from Anemia. I just looked at my 12.18.09 appointment notes online, and saw that my "diagnosis" at that point was: "LEUKOPENIA (DECREASED WHITE BLOOD CELLS IN BLOOD) and ANEMIA, IRON DEFICIENCY". See, I had "reason to believe nothing "dramatic" was up ;)
But when my doctor and nurses were prepping me for the BMB, I began to sense my situation was a bit more "serious". And then during the procedure... oh boy... as strong as I tried to be, I eventually "lost it" and sobbed pitifully, in recognition of the seriousness of my situation. That... was a defining moment for me. There and then I knew, I had to accept, "something was up", and my life as I had known it, was changing. It wouldn't be until 12.30.09, 12 days later, that I would know the results of the BMB and the words Cancer and Myeloma would be uttered for the very first time in my life.
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