Let the Games Begin.

Today began two important events: the World Series and our bone marrow transplant adventure. Michael entered the hospital on Tuesday afternoon and settled in. His radiation began early Wednesday morning. He is to undergo twice daily radiation through Friday. The first day went as predicted; he experienced some sickness and rather intense jaw pain. The day ended on a great note when he watched his Cardinals win the first game of the World Series! He even muted his television to listen to the fireworks live.

He will start his chemotherapy on Saturday. One drug will require four showers a day but will supposedly give his skin a nice tan. Next Wednesday will be a day of resting from all treatment in preparation for the transplant the following day.

The time here will be long, so the plan is to keep him busy. His art and occupational therapists are teaming up today to help him make a "rally squirrel" rally towel for the game tonight. He'll see a physical therapist regularly. The room is outfitted with a great tv and Xbox. He plans to begin learning to play the new guitar that his church youth group's gifts helped him to purchase. (I would add the fact that I'm always armed with exciting school work that he can do, but he has forbidden me to mention it.) A calendar hangs in the room to chart each appointment or event and help him to count down the days until the hospital stay can end.

We cannot be sure when the end will be for this stay. Until then, we will just be content to cross the days off one at a time.