It has been a crazy work week this week. Yesterday I worked 8-12:30, then I had to go back in at 10:30 and didn't finish up until 3:30 this morning. I came home, in bed by 4:45 and back up by 8:30 and back to work by 10:00. Fucking killer. I'm heading to bed soon even though it is still light outside.
I always bitch when I have to work weird hours like that but at least I know I'm doing something good. I'd rather be the one delivering the bone marrow than the one waiting for it. There has been a few occasions where families and parents of patients have come to see me when I drop off their transplants. They are always so thankful and it makes working a crazy schedule worth it. I'm thankful I'm healthy (relatively speaking) compared to our patients. The chances of surviving a bone marrow transplant are on average, about 50%. It is not an easy thing to endure and I'm amazed when I see some of our pediatric patients getting multiple transplants.
Anyway, food has been good and exercise has been a little lacking this week but it is better than doing nothing.
I have not had a sugary snack in over a week and the cravings are starting to go away. I think the idea that I could possibly end up with diabetes if I didn't take care of myself terrifies me. No snack, no matter how delicious will ever be worth my health. I always knew this but was never strict with myself until now. I needed a good kick in the ass and I'm sure I'll continue to need ass-kickings.
Two weeks from today and we will be new puppy parents! We already have our name picked out!
Tomorrow is Friday, fuck yeah!
Proud to say that I have been a registered marrow donor since I was 18. Would be honored if ever I have the chance to donate. Lost my older brother, my father, and a close (young, extremely fit) friend (nearly a year ago; she was 42) to three different forms of leukemia.
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And congratulations on awesome progress getting sugar out of your system.
Yes, congrats on your upcoming new family member... Our local animal control guy just scooped up a wayward boa constrictor out of somebody's front yard. He's skinny & scarred up (former owner probably fed him live rats & he was bitten), but Z has been begging for a Big Snake; I kept telling him to be patient & the universe would send us one!
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