Today I awoke and reminded myself that today was one of the most precious days of my life, not only was my boy turning 10 years old but my baby girl was receiving the long awaited transplant.
I sat and watched Lindsay open his birthday presents through Skype which was great, I have to admit it would have been better to see it in the flesh but circumstances made it such that seeing him over a computer screen was better than not at all. How thankful I am today for modern technology.
I headed over to the Unit at 8.30am as usual. I had phoned over a couple of times through the night but she had been settled and nothing to report. I arrived at Chiara 's room which now had "STRICT ISOLATION" signs on the door. After I entered through the first set of doors to her room I removed my outer garments and shoes. From today Richard and I will be required to scrub from our hands up to our elbows thoroughly and wear an apron before entering through the next set of doors to Chiara. No bags etc are allowed into her room either. This is all to limit her risk of infection as she no longer has any Neutrafils or Lymphocytes (these are the cells that fight infection.).
She was bright and alert. I washed and dressed her and gave her breakfast as part of her daily routine.
She fell asleep shortly after I arrived. I headed off for coffee and Richard arrived as we had been told yesterday that there was a possibility of the transplant taking place at 11am. When we arrived back at Chiara's room where we were told that it would be 2pm. We gave her lunch and then sat anxiously watching Toy Story for about the 20th time with Chiara. She fell asleep at around 1.30pm. 2pm came and went. We then received a phone call to say there had been a slight hold up with the cells. At 4.15pm the transplant team arrived with the bag of cells. This big life changing item looked like a normal bag of blood. Chiara sat in her buggy at the side of the machine while the stem cells were connected to her central line. At 4.25pm we all sat and watched this tiny bag of red liquid being transfused into our little girl and suddenly give us the hope of that promise of a future with her that we once had before that fateful day on the 29th April 2011 when our dreams and promising future were shattered. By 5.10pm the transplant was over. She had no reaction which was fantastic, she had a slight strange smell around her which to me smelled a bit like burnt sweetcorn. This was from the drug they use to store the cells in. Hopefully this scent will have gone by tomorrow.
She ate dinner but looked exhausted, it had been a long day for her, for us too emotionally. She had her bath, bottle and settled down to sleep.
The only thing we can do now is sit and wait and hope for these tiny immature cells to grow and multiply. We have to pray that from now on she doesn't catch any infections as that can be fatal. Hopefully in a couple of weeks we should know by her blood tests if it has taken and pray she doesn't develop "graft versus host" which is when the new cells start to attack her own body. She gets lots of medicines to help the prevention of this so fingers crossed the medication does its job. Chiara's stem cell transplant was also a full match 6 out of 6 so really we could not ask for any better.
Tomorrow we have ERT and IVIG. Tonight I am too tired to even start explaining what that is ...............
fingers crossed and love to all xx
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