Bailey Zimmermann Bailey's Fight

First post: Jan 23, 2022 Latest post: Apr 9, 2024

Well, here we are. Everything has happened so fast - so bare with me as I try to write this as accurately as possible.  

Beginning January 14th, I wasn't quite feeling myself. I was feeling weak and was out of breath from everyday tasks like carrying Ezra. When it didn't go away after a few days, I knew something was off so I scheduled a virtual visit with my doctor on Wednesday (1/19). She seemed confident it could be a thyroid issue and ordered routine labs the next morning. By Thursday (1/20) afternoon I received a call from my doctor to head to the ER because my platelets were low and the hematologist saw something "concerning" under the microscope. 

My parents quickly came over to watch Ezra and our pup Marge and we headed to the ER at Abbott down the road. The ER was ready for me and I was able to go in right away - but because of COVID cases right now, I had to go in alone. (Get vaccinated, please.)

Alone and anxious I was bombarded with pokes and prods and tests and questions. It didn't take long for them to tell me I wouldn't be going home that night but I'd be moved to a hospital room instead and would need a bone marrow biopsy first thing in the morning. I was exhausted from the procedure and finally able to get a little bit of a nap. 

When I woke up, there were multiple people in my room and two of them were sitting in chairs close to my bedside and my heart sunk. No one sits down for good news. 

Acute Myeloid Leukemia (AML), blood cancer. 

In what is still a blur - I was told my diagnosis, that I would have more detailed results by Monday, but they'll be keeping me for a month and beginning chemo as soon as possible. Pending how 4 weeks of chemo go, I may also need a bone marrow transplant. Most overwhelming of all: because of COVID, they're unsure how often I'll be able to see Joe, Ezra, or my parents. So for the love of me, please get vaccinated. 

It's Saturday morning (1/22) and my nurses fought hard to allow Joe a quick 2 hour visit, but Ezra wasn't allowed. I have no idea when I'll be able to hold my boy again or hug my parents. Navigating this is going to be difficult - but not being able to see my family is making it so much harder. I know I have an amazing support system out there and thank you to all of you who have already begun stepping up. 

I've got a hell of a fight ahead of me, and we will use this page to keep family and friends updated in one place. We appreciate your support and words of hope and encouragement!