My bone marrow tap is going to be done on Monday morning. How wonderfully ironic that Feb 14, a day of "love", will be a day of searing pain for me. I'm still crossing my fingers and hoping that my doctor will take my previous request into serious consideration and figure out a way to do a bone marrow tap while putting me through the least amount of pain possible.
I did a repeat hemoglobin earlier this week. Thankfully, it went up from 81 to 89 (or 88, I can't remember. In U.S. terms, that is 8.1 to 8.9). I'm glad that it seems to be on an upward trend. I hope that means that the venofer that I used is working.
I'm happy and lucky that my good friend is in town visiting from Holland. She will be there to hold my hand while I'm getting the bone marrow tap done. Since it's getting done in the hospital, we can easily head to emergency and get my friend's hand casted since it will certainly be broken by the time I squeeze the crap out of it.
Wish me luck...