Back in September my mother was diagnosed with leukemia. We found out in October that a bone marrow transplant was the only way her leukemia could be cured. The doctors told us that before the transplant can take place she must first find a donor. She had a good chance of finding a match, according to the doctors, because she has three siblings. So when the results came back that none of her siblings were matches, needless to say, we were all very shocked. We now had to keep faith that someone in the National Bone Marrow Registry—a complete stranger—would save our mom’s life.
A bone marrow transplant is a serious, life-changing procedure. In most cases it is the patient’s only chance of survival. We don’t know who our donor is, and actually due to regulation won’t find out the identity until a year after the transplant. But my mother would not have this chance of curing her leukemia—of survival—of living more of her life, if it was not for her donor. We do not know the results of the transplant yet. But right now we are putting our faith in the donor, putting our faith in the doctors, and putting our faith in Christ that the transplant will be a success.
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Later tonight, they had some guests drop by:
Merry Christmas!!
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