Day 20: Highway to the Danger Zone – In a Pink Nightie

21 Oct

Day zero leukocytes has arrived and with it all the stepped up protocol.  I was greeted this morning by my sweet nurse who pulled blood from my hickman line, followed by another who cleaned and replaced all the bandages.

I had one last visit with Eric, where we were informed that even visits with me through the glass partition would be forbidden.  This gave me a moment’s sadness, but I know this is not forever and I am thankful that his younger brother is (PERFECT TIMING) on a plane right now to spend a week in Russia.  The Peterson brothers will have a great time, of this I am sure.

After my bandage cleaning, another sweet nurse tech entered to give me the rundown of how I am to clean myself properly.  She initially began all her instructions in Russian, but saw my confused face and began playing charades.  I grabbed a pen to mark each bottle (future tip: tape would have been handy.)  There is a special wash and cloth for under my arms, and another for (this is where my nurse got giggly) my lady areas.  I marked the bottle “girl parts” and we both got pretty tickled, because I think she understood the words.  There is another bottle I am to use for gargling to maintain clear mucus in my throat.

After my most proper shower I think I’ve had in weeks, I entered my room to put on my new, sterile, pink floral nightie.  It suits me well in my new stage.  Most patients are given blue paper booties to wear as shoes, but I providentially brought along my Crocs, which they love here because they can be sterilized along with the rest of my room.

The techs who serve me use only the tools which are in my room.  No mop, no bucket, no gown, no spoon, no fork, literally no item leaves this room unless it is being taken to be sterilized.  My food is brought into the initial room by the food tech, and then my nurse tech enters to microwave it once more and then places it on the table for me.

I cannot speak enough of the care they are taking to keep me healthy during what is a very dangerous time for my immune system.  I spent the past 18 years with immunity which was so far ramped above the average man that I never worried about colds, or even the slightest skin infection.  This will be a good time for me to learn how to ease back into what all you normal people keep going on about.  🙂

Loving you all in my new pink nightie.  Mean it.

Editing to add that I have started to once more receive stem cell mobilizing injections.  This should speed up the process, I hope.

12 Responses to “Day 20: Highway to the Danger Zone – In a Pink Nightie”

  1. Linda Luckstead Benskin October 21, 2012 at 2:59 am #

    I am so glad the clothing they are providing is both comfortable and fashionable. I can imagine how much more difficult isolation would be if you had to spend it in an ugly gown with the back open!

    • ericswife October 21, 2012 at 3:22 am #

      One thing that is stressed over and again here is that the patient must be kept mentally on task with the process. I think they do this well by not making us feel like products on an assembly line, but rather active team players in the repair of our bodies. They continue to get very high marks in my book.

  2. Pat Kitchen October 21, 2012 at 6:03 am #

    Thinking of you. Blessings 🙂 Pat K

  3. fromcheaptherapy October 21, 2012 at 6:08 am #

    …but what color are your crocs?! 🙂
    heal-on Ninja Amy!

    • ericswife October 22, 2012 at 5:18 am #

      Fiercest black.

  4. Janette Scarborough October 21, 2012 at 1:32 pm #

    “I can see the finish line!” Sounding better all the time and the word that is impressed on my mind is encouraging . . . it seems there has been encouragement wrapped in each of your postings and that just simply makes me smile, for it is telling all of us that you are truly in a tender, loving and unique place . . . under the pinions of the Almighty. What a God we have! Keep that wonderful attitude.

  5. Aunt Lori October 21, 2012 at 6:23 pm #

    Kids had a great time at the bonfire last night. Ran through the woods and around the house with flashlights. We all ate hotdogs and Grandma’s chocolate chip cookies till we were sick (at least I did). Then had rounds of hot tub trips. Ian went in in his underwear and said this is the most embarrassing day in his whole life. We all went to church today. Ian sat quietly and drew with Tyson. MacKenzie sat between Wade and Grandma. All went well. They will all be heading back to Texas tomorrow. Loved the visit. We are all still here with you. Love, love, love you

    • ericswife October 21, 2012 at 8:14 pm #

      I loved reading every word of this, though I must say that
      i have given Ian way more embarrassing days than that. Kids and their short little memories. I love, love, love you too!! Hopeful that I am on the mend now and just biding my time. xoxoxo

  6. Stacy Courtney October 21, 2012 at 9:08 pm #

    I am picturing you in your new pink nightie and seeing you looking fabulous!!! 🙂

    • ericswife October 22, 2012 at 5:19 am #

      I think I might could get use to nighties. Hmm.

  7. Janet Strunk October 21, 2012 at 10:25 pm #

    Keeping you in my prayers. For continual comfort, strength, peace as you go through this
    healing process. You are indeed gifted with your words and the way you write.
    Keep up the good faith of faith.

    • ericswife October 22, 2012 at 4:15 am #

      Thank you, Janet. I hope to revisit you someday for a nice new pair of first ever running shoes. Or maybe just a good pair of strolling shoes. Whatever the case, I’m a lady who is about to get sweaty in a good way and you will be among my first visits!

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