One day and one pound at a time





At my clinic appt last week, I found out that I had gained another pound back over the past few weeks. That was encouraging news as I had lost 10 pounds last month cause of my gut GVHD. Though it was a mere pound, my awesome NP Jackie and I said “we’ll take it!” One day and one pound at a time! 





Great news... my recent labs showed that both viral levels have gone down significantly. So I’ve decreased my anti-viral med dosage, though I’ll still need to take them until around June when I’ll be done with my steroid taper. Hopefully now my blood counts will be able to improve in time. 

Please also pray that my viruses and gut GVHD will be held at bay esp. after I wean off of these meds. Acute GVHD can arise anytime up to a year post-transplant, but hopefully my symptoms will be held at bay as time goes along and my body gets used to my donor cells. 🙏

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  1. HyeleeApril 10, 2021 at 4:43 AM

    Too bad we can’t transfer our unwanted weight to people who need it... Praying for you Joe. Have u watched The Chosen series yet? It’s blowing me away. Highly highly recommend. Have to download free app The Chosen then u can cast it or watch it on your device. It’s like... reinspired Scripture 😅😅

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    1. jamieApril 14, 2021 at 12:06 PM

      Haha, I feel the same way...I would be so willing to give many of my pounds to whomever needs it. :-) Yes, highly recommend watching The Chosen.

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