Maybe some of you are wondering what my life is like right now.
Well, every single day we get up and drive three to five minutes to the AIM clinic of the hospital. Then we hang out there for anywhere from five to eight hours. Multiple times every day they draw labs, check vital signs, etc. Meals are brought to us three times a day. If needed they give me electrolytes or blood platelets or other things to help my body cope. Then we drive three to five minutes home to 48th and U Street and do it all over again the next day.
On the one hand, I feel like I’m doing nothing at all — that my life, my world has been reduced to the mundane questions of what can I eat (not much!)? How did I poop? What’s my temperature?
But on the other hand, we have a front row seat to mind-boggling medical advances. The words amazing and impressive don’t even begin to convey my awe and appreciation for the medical team and the technology they wield.
Bottom line? It’s totally epic and humblingly small, all at the same time.