That’s how many stem cells my man-of-a-man husband has produced. The goal was 5 million, and being the competitive guy that he is, he decided that was not good enough. He made 7.7 million in one day. Impressive, I know.
After leaving the cancer center at 12:30 am last night, we returned here at 6 am. The headache is prevailing although not with as much intensity, and the last time he had a fever was at 7 am. It's now 10:30.
On February 8th, 2007, the last round (the stem cell transplant procedure) will start, one week from today. However, before we begin that odessy, he will come home. We will be on furlough from this joint. Art can come home, sit on his couch, eat what ever he likes and sleep in OUR bed! He has been gone for two weeks. He has seen the kids only once during that time. For four days we will be a normal family, just like all those other normal families with bald fathers.