So, it's official. I am going to get a stem cell transplant. I received word this past week from my docs that they have found a donor for me. It's a 32-year-old woman (or man, since they seemed to have gotten confused and told me two different things). I can't find out any more than that until a year after transplant and then I can meet my donor if he/she doesn't mind and I don't mind and well, you get the idea.

I will be admitted to the hospital on Dec. 3, barring any insurance snafus before then. Then it will be a week of chemo and then my transplant. After that I have to stay away from crowds for a year. I have to eat stuff cooked at home or the hospital for at least 100 days. I have to wear a surgical mask and latex gloves outside my house for a year. This should be fun.

Listen to me... these people are going to save my life and I'm looking the proverbial gift horse in the mouth. Oh well...

In other news, I am just about finished with my XMAS shopping (have to get it done early if you're going to be in seculsion for XMAS). And I am trying to go to next week's John Mayer and Nickel Creek concert at UMass next week (that's right, Stacy!!!). Today I saw Howie Day perform at Newbury Comics, this music store near UMass, and it was really cool, even though the place was packed with yucky college kids (thank goodness I am a grown-up now!).

It's been tough being away from Anderson. I never thought I'd miss it as much as I do. Well, I don't miss the city so much, as I miss my friends. So, if you're reading this and you're my friend (even if you're not in Anderson), I miss you. If you are not reading this, I don't miss you at all.

I'm reading: Yeats is Dead!, a murder mystery by 15 Irish authors (they each get a chapter) that the copy desk gave me as a going-away present.
I'm listening to: Dixie Chicks "Fly" and The Pogues "Rum, Sodomy and the Lash."

Hey, today was boring. Took my dad out to eat last night for his birthday. I had the baked scrod.

God, I need a life!!!!!!

What I'm listening to: Howie Day's Australia. And I'm looking into Rubyhorse, a cool band from Ireland.

What I'm reading: Eamon de Valera: The Man who was Ireland by TIm Pat Coogan (a very tough book to get through) and Bill Bryson's The Mother Tongue.

The big debut!!!


Hey there everyone. I finally have a blog! Not that I really need it right now, because my life is pretty boring. But I promise to update it as regularly as possible, so you can all experience that wonderful thing called chemotherapy vicariously through me. Don't thank me now, please.

On that front, I start chemo on Friday at Dana-Farber.

For now though, I'm going to log off, since it is my daddy's birthday and we are taking him out to eat.