A Good Day!

Day 24 post BMT. I have felt relatively well today. Poor Mum picked up a cold, and wasn't able to visit. Kristen and Aimee went home to Forbes with Jay. Dad had the Monday Midday Meeting with the doctors on his own. Good news today. My white cells are still 0.8, and my platelets were down again, BUT, today Dr Melissa told Dad that under the microscope, they could actually see neutrophils. Too few yet to count, but they are coming. I am also trying to eat again. There's nothing I can find that I like. Today I tried spaghetti on toast. Disgusting. I used to love it. Vegemite on toast used to be yummy. Couldn't even try it. I tried some plain old Doritos. At first they were a little bit off, but I had a second, and then a third, and a few more after that. I'll try again tomorrow. I'm off all pain medications, and my NG feeds are up at 65ml per hour. I really want to get out of this room, but the doctors have told me that my neutrophils have to be more than 0.5 for three consecutive days, before they can allow me out. Let's see what tomorrow brings.