We're Still Friends, Right?

A big "shout out" to all my peeps in Colorado! My Aunt Taryn's sixth grade class made a bunch of get well cards and sent them to Mommy last week. They made her cry, but she said it was a good cry. She says, "Thank you!"

September 19 was Mommy's first anniversary of her transplant. So we scooted down to the hospital, and while I was shakin' my groove thing at the party I couldn't help but think back to the very beginning of this ordeal when the doctors said the goal was to have Mommy off all the medicines and back on her feet after one year. Hmmmm.

Speaking of celebrations, yours truly just turned the Big 2 a few days ago! I threw myself a party, but nobody showed up.

So, I took it on the road again and we partied with mommy in the hospital.

When I got home my Dad tossed me in the wishing basket and stuck a hat on my head. The hat said, "Your next two wishes will come true Charlie T!"

I don't like baskets so I said, "How do I get out of it, Grandma?"

Either the hat isn't too smart or I don't enunciate that well, because next think I knew, the hat yelled, "A hockey outfit for Grandma!" And then....POOF!

I think she liked the outfit okay, it was the knee surgery she had to endure to get the outfit that put her in a sour mood. She threatened me with grievous bodily harm if she ended up in cyberspace, but since she abandoned me this morning and went back to Denver....

Knowing that I only had one wish left, I wanted to make it count. So, after much thought I said, "Two billion marshmallows."

All I could do was cringe when that dumb hat yelled back, "A tube up mommy's nose!" Then a loud POOF!

The phone rang a few seconds later, but luckily we have caller ID, so when the "University of Utah Hospital" appeared on the display we just let it go to the answering machine. Let's just say I waited a few days before I ventured up to the hospital to see mommy again. I believe they call this a "cooling off period."

They used the tube to drain some fluid from mommy's tummy, which had blown up like a basketball. This helped her feel quite a bit better and they actually pulled the tube out yesterday. Unfortunately, her fever came back last week so they started her on another round of antibiotics that should be done in a few days. And they are reducing a couple of medicines that they suspect might be causing some of her tummy troubles. They are pretty confident she isn't having a GVHD or CMV flair up, so hopefully she can start to feel better soon and come home.

In the meantime, I am scouring the house to make sure there isn't any spare tubing laying around that Mommy could get her hands on when she comes home. But I'm sure those were just idle threats.....right Mommy?