The photo of me buckled up is from last Friday. It was my 31st day since my transplant, and I drove myself to Sioux Falls for my doctor's appointment🎉 The doctor was happy with my progress and how well things are going, so I don't have to return until March 8th! 
I only have stomach upset/nausea as a side effect of the chemo at this point, but that gets better and better every day. 

I also started back to work from home last week; I'm thankful to have that to help the days go by faster. Mike is also happy to have me back, as he was doing the driver recruiting while I was out; he has a better appreciation of the time and work that that job takes 😁 (should I push for a raise?😄)

So now the challenge is...I feel good, but I still can't (shouldn't, I guess is a better word; ultimately, it is my decision) be out and about in busy places or socialize in large groups due to my weak immune system. I'm not sure if I shared this already, but I have to get all of my childhood vaccinations plus any others again 😟 at six months post-transplant. Crazy that the transplant wiped all that clean.

Now, on to losing my hair. My hair has always been deeply intertwined with my identity, and it was emotional when Mike shaved it off in the hospital, but we had fun with it, too; we have some pretty funny videos and pictures of the process. I am choosing to embrace the bald as emblematic of my journey. The picture I share is what I sent to Mike and the kids this morning 😆

I won't post an update until after my next appointment in March unless something else comes up. Thank you all again, for the prayers, thoughts, and incredible support that you have given me over these last months 🙌💗 I am truly blessed in every way.