| page 2 Even the bone marrow aspirations at the clinic were a learning experience. I wonder why all the technicians don't know that two fenatyl "lollypops" will generally cause nausea for the patient? Administering the same drug intravenously seldom causes the same effect. That is a frustrating lesson to learn, especially knowing how much Aldeane hated to have emetic episodes (that is much too nice of a term to use for throwing up). During this phase, Aldeane also had a psychological struggle with the illness that had been presented to her. All her life she had prepared herself for breast cancer, especially since her mother and grandmother had encountered that disease. Since it was such a shock to get a different serious illness, she was able to play a mind game by denying to herself that MDS was "cancer". As Caregiver, I did not feel it was my job to throw this in her face. I even found corroboration on the internet that MDS is not cancer. It was not necessary to determine if this was absolutely true, I let her try and cope in whatever way she felt that she could be in control. It was not until we were at the transplant clinic that a doctor confronted her with the question of why she was at a cancer center if she did not have cancer. To this day, I am not sure whether or not MDS (especially in its early stages) is cancer or not. Uncontrolled it can turn into Leukemia, but our bodies are continually controlling trace amounts of "cancerous" cells so when does it become "cancer" as a diagnosed disease? Fortunately, by the time this incident with the doctor happened, Aldeane was able to cope with the use of that word. Searching for a donor Finding that Aldeane's lone sibling provided a "perfect" HLA match saved us the agony that you may have to encounter. We were blessed with an immediate solution so we did not have to sit around and wait through the endless rejections. You will have to find another source to help you through that leg of the journey. The transplant Lessons learned by the Caregiver while the patient is undergoing the chemotherapy that kills off all of her bone marrow and then receives the life-giving stem cells from her donor: that tears help wash away the tension as you watch helplessly while your beloved is in pain and agony, how frustration sets in as doctors or nurses do not accept your observations of how to best help the patient, how elated one can be when blood test results show the engraftment of the stem cell transplant, or even the delight of seeing subsequent small improvements in blood counts, |