Thursday November 5th brought doctors, bone marrow extractions and visitors – many many visitors – all my fabulous friends. What did I do to deserve such amazing friends? You will see what I mean soon. Late that afternoon the doctor came in to say that I could stay in Boca to be treated with a 30% survival rate – but she said that if I were her mother she would take me to MD Anderson Cancer Center in Houston for the best treatment in the world. Well, I’ll go to MD Anderson, of course. She asked if I was willing to make that significant effort. Make the effort? Make the effort to LIVE? Yes, yes please get me in! She left the room to arrange. In the room at the time were my friends Sandy Blake, Cheryl Valenti, Mel Zucker and Kathy Murdock. About an hour later the doctor came back in to say it was arranged and I need to get to Houston ASAP. Everyone went to work – Sandy’s calling Continental Airlines, Mel’s finding a car service to take me to the airport at 4:30 a.m. and Cheryl is making a list of things I’ll need to pack. Kathy is just shaking her head saying “I don’t have any friends like this! This is amazing.” Yes, my very amazing friends.
That night I had to swallow 16 chemo pills (Hydrea) – 16! The nurse wore three pairs of rubber gloves just to unpackage these pills and I was going to SWALLOW them. Fortunately, Brian and Whitney were visiting and every 5 minutes Brian reminded me I had to swallow a pill – I had to get them all down in the next couple of hours! Whitney and I use the same hairdresser so she said she would handle the procurement of a wig. A WIG! My hair is going to fall out and I’m going to need a wig – what is happening here? My amazing friends to the rescue.
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