We hustled out of the house excited for Meaghan today. Meaghan and her family have been an inspiration and a part of my morning routine for just over two weeks.
We settled in time to connect with Meaghan’s parents before her big event. We’ve only know Meaghan and her family for a few weeks, but our time together here at Johns Hopkins Hospital holds a special place in my heart.
Meaghan has traversed a challenging road with poise and grace. She’s taken it all in stride, remaining strong and determined every step of the way. Her focus is inspiring and her ability to maintain superior grades, volunteer and follow her passions in theater, swimming and the arts are a true tribute to her drive. She’s a beacon of light and a ray of sunshine. I feel honored to have had the pleasure of getting to know her and her family. May her light always shine bright.
We retreated back to the waiting room after watching Meaghan ring the End of Treatment Bell. I felt oddly proud as I reflected on this process. Thinking about the cycle of these treatments, Eddie and I chatted about how we looked forward to my last day. Not because it meant the end of this portion of the journey, but because it meant the beginning of the healing process.
At last my name was called and I proceeded back for treatment 19.
In this weeks follow up with Dr. Kleinberg, my blood pressure and heart rate were back to normal. My vitals and levels looked good. With the suggestion of resting more and, per Ruth, one of Kleinberg’s nurses, eating more to avoid unnecessary weightloss, I was free to go. No one seems to understand my desire to loose about 8 pounds.
Even though fatigue held me back, I continued to push ahead when and where I could. Today, however, I knew I was behind at the office and determined to catch up — at least as much as I could.