Day 9 of Transplant

Today is day 9 of the transplant. Kelly called me at 6:30 this morning (I left last night at 11:) and asked me where I was. He said that Frankienstein and his wife Godzella weren't taking good care of him. When I arrived at the hospital he was checking out! Changing Hospitals - He had had it! He didn't get much sleep because he spent over half the night on his bedside cammode. We stuck him in the shower and he came out a little more mellow. The last few days have been very rough. Kelly can't even remember saturday. Sunday he was put onto a feeding tube, had a transfusion of a unit of blood and a unit of platlets. Monday he had two units of platlets. Today he is getting two units of blood and a unit of platlets. He has been very sick with fevers, chills, bloody noses, that last all day, rashes, nausea, diarrhea, and mouth/throat sores. He is hooked up to seven different things right now, 3 being antibiotics, and is given countless oral medications. He has been pretty confused and mixed-up. I can't help but laugh about some of the things he has said and done and he won't even remember. Today in his blood work there were some white blood cells - the first sign of engraftment! The second onriness- Hallelujah!