It has been nearly fifteen months since the donor transplant, fifteen months of getting better on a path to normal health. If the past fifteen months represented a steady incline to better health, I would have the powers of a superhero by now. Instead, each month represents a series of peaks and valleys with slightly more peaks as time goes on. It's back to the doctor again to figure things out.
The muscle pain everywhere and now the body rash which looks like measles must be caused by something but so far the doctor's first guess was a miss. Going to work is the only thing that keeps my fingers from scratching and it also keeps me moving. I have an honesty dilemma whenever somebody asks "How are you doing?" It's a kind thing to say but believe me, there isn't time for the truth so I tell them what they want to hear. "I'm doing great! Thank you."
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