Sam's Monday clinic appointment was her Day +102. This is a great marker in post BMT but for Sam, a bit anticlimactic. If you live over an hour away from where you have your BMT done, you usually have to stay in a Ronald McDonald house or an apartment until this date. This is due to the high risk of serious infection with a suppressed immune system that can statistically take place during this time period. This is another way that we have been "lucky" in a sense during this process. We live less than 5 miles from one of the "better" transplant hospitals in the country. This weighed heavily in our decision when we received second opinions from Milwaukee WI and Cincinnati pre-transplant. If we had chosen either of these options, Sam and I would JUST be coming home NOW. I can't even imagine that at this point! Being in a comfortable and familiar environment with Kaeden and Brandon on a daily basis is definitely some of the best medicine for both of us!
At Monday's clinic appointment, Sam's platelets, WBC, and several of her chemistries were "down a bit." I was surprised to see this because "knock on wood", her colitis symptoms have FINALLY been improving over the last week. She has not had diarrhea for the first time in months! Her EBV numbers were also slightly down from the week before which is great. I am VERY hopeful that her platelets especially will rebound next week and that this was just kind of a "fluke". We work really hard on her nutrition but low phosphorus, magnesium, and potassium are unfortunately very common post-transplant. We have been utilizing her G-tube to supplement as well as transdermal approaches with bath salts, magnesium lotions, etc.
The hardest challenge at this point is maintaining patience with the process. As summer is in "full swing" and we try as much as possible to "go about daily life," it's hard to not to start to feel "antsy" and frustrated by all of our limitations for Sam. I want to take her to a museum with her brother, let her play outside in the grass/dirt/sand, go on a vacation somewhere, enroll her in a toddler class, even just taking her inside a grocery store would be a start:)! In some ways, especially with her G tube tucked under her shirt, and when her PICC line is covered in clothing, she just seems like such a "regular kid"(minus the bald head and dark unibrow growing from the cyclosprine:) I only wish she could experience more "regular kid" stuff. It almost broke my heart the other day as we drove past The Little Gym in Chicago. This is a place I have taken both kids to during what seems like a lifetime ago. Sam saw some kids swinging from the rings through the window while we were in the car at a stoplight. She made an adorable high-pitched "OOOOH!" sound and said "Sisi PEASE!" meaning, "Sam Please?!". I know she would have a blast there. She is a seriously fun-loving and hilarious little person full of life.... But, for now... car rides, walks in the stroller, trips to the hospital, and a trip to a vacant park is all she knows.
In the grand scheme of things, we know that we should be SO thankful for where we are and how well overall she is doing. Spending every minute with her every day is truly a joy, but as she starts to seem stronger and better, it's hard not to ache for more. I'm sure a good Chicago winter will cure us of this "antsiness" though:))) Thank you to all of you who still follow our journey. I can't wait to share a picture of our first family trip post transplant next year!!!