Onwards and Upwards: Staying stale in the teacup of life

[biscuitsandbandages]

This is my 3rd thread as I go from a shock diagnosis of leukaemia towards what will hopefully be a cure.

Life is shit but I am strong and there will be happy times again.

Thank you everyone for your ongoing suppport x

Uh biscuits

I think you should go up, snuggle up with one then the other for a while then kiss them goodnight and climb into your own bed.

Please don't sit downstairs crying all night.

Sorry, that was meant to be Oh, not Uh!

Thats good advice. . I need to sleep..... I just don't want the morning to come

I can't say I blame you! I would be praying for tonight to last forever but you do also want to be as bright eyed and bushy tailed as possible in the morning so you can give them a cheery kiss goodbye with a reassuring smile.

You also need to be in as good a state as possible when you get to the transplant centre. Sleep deprivation isn't a good baseline you know!

Ok.. going now... thank you

Goodnight biscuits.

I'll be thinking of you tomorrow and lots more during the next few weeks and I'll be far from the only one. If good wishes, vibes and prayers work as well as they should, you will sail through your transplant without a hitch

xx

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Good luck today Biscuits. Will be thinking of you today especially, and willing the time to pass quickly for you in this next phase, so you are home, well again, in no time. Stay stale.

Good luck biscuits thinking of you and you're family. Sending you lots of stress.

So many of us sending positive vibes biscuits. It really is happening now

Me too thinking of you sending you and your donor healing energy. You can do this.

Hope today and the transplant go as well as they possibly can biscuits.

Sending you so many good vibes for today. Good luck biscuits. x

You can do this biscuits. Two months will fly by and soon you will be home for good

Hopefully you're there now, and you have a good room with something nice to see out of your window.

You can do it biscuits, you've already been on this (sorry to use such a clichéd word) journey for far longer than two months. It's all been leading up to this next phase.

Love to you, Mr Biscuits and the rest of the tin.

Just arrived at the transplant centre. Am trying to preserve the memory of sun and breeze on my skin.

Hope you're finding it all manageable biscuits. I find that the anticipation of difficult things (separation, loss, change) is often much harder than the Real Thing. I have no doubt it is heartbreaking to leave home again, but hope it's been a bit easier than you expected, so far. Now time to focus on a cure, an end to this, most difficult phase of your life, and the beginning of a new chapter - all with a happy ending in sight.

Stay stale, stay strong

Another step on the road to full health - sending you love biscuits.

It must be hard to leave the outside air and prepare to be indoors in a sterile environment. It's a bit like returning to the womb to be reborn with a new stem cell/blood system. We're all thinking of you Biscuits.

Lobbing over Irish biscuits today to ruin your lunch: Club goldgrain (like a digestive with chocolate) and chocolate Kimberley (chocolate covered mallow and ginger biscuit). Individually packaged too.

Thinking of you Biscuits and keeping everything crossed that all goes smoothly for you.

You can and will get through this and

Im here, on the ward getting settled in. Photos on the wall already and ive got my hickman line in (9mg midazolam.... we told them I need at least 7, they started at 3.... I was still shouting at 7 apparently. I am a wimp!

Glad to see you making your mark!

Hi biscuits, just popping in to let you know I'm thinking of you, I remember it so well. I know you are probably preparing yourself for the longest time told but I Managed to get out after 4 weeks. I didn't day count until well into it and I did what I was told. I had a feeding tube which was awful but apparently those that get out quickest have them at Jimmy's - worked for me I got out at +21. As I was told The only way over it is through it! All the best

I think you're allowed to be a wimp on this occasion - celebrate your wimpiness - assert your right to wimp as much as you need to will be thinking about you and sending vibes over the next few days

Loads of love, prayers and support biscuits. It does look a bit daunting from this end, but it will pass. And the outcome will be all imaginable happiness. It doesn't mean there won't be tough days - they're like the tide, they do just happen. But they go out again.