Sunday, July 7, 2013
Milestone for miles (and miles, and miles...)
The first week in July I started my sixth year of biking. Last year I biked about 5,400 miles (it was a good year). I think I can estimate my miles since I started in 2008 as somewhere around 25,000. As soon as they build the bike path, I do plan to circumnavigate the globe.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
And it's off! or, Day 2 of Donation
Day 2 of donation went pretty well, at least for me. I was a few moments late (this turned out to be relevant) and my veins behaved relatively well. 4 hours is a long time to be hooked up to an apheresis machine, but in the end, they got what they needed from me.
And almost in time, too! The courier arrived who would be transporting the cells to "International" (all they would tell me about where my stem cells were needed, but his luggage tag said Lufthansa), but I wasn't quite done yet. They needed 1200 mg, and I wasn't there yet. So the dude waited, I hurried (really, there is no way to do this), and he waited more. The minute I was finished, they kicked into high gear processing the cells for travel.
The courier raced away from the donation center before we did, toting behind him a bright blue wheeled tote with HUMAN PRODUCTS on the side. I have seen these totes in airports, and now I will look at them differently.
It is a strange thing to think of your cells racing across the ocean to go do their stuff in another human. My understanding is that if this works, he will forever make blood according to my genetic information. If I ever need such a transplant, can my cells from him be returned to me?
Stu says I look pale and about to fall down, but I am about ready to go wander through the heatscape that is Fort Worth in late June.
And almost in time, too! The courier arrived who would be transporting the cells to "International" (all they would tell me about where my stem cells were needed, but his luggage tag said Lufthansa), but I wasn't quite done yet. They needed 1200 mg, and I wasn't there yet. So the dude waited, I hurried (really, there is no way to do this), and he waited more. The minute I was finished, they kicked into high gear processing the cells for travel.
The courier raced away from the donation center before we did, toting behind him a bright blue wheeled tote with HUMAN PRODUCTS on the side. I have seen these totes in airports, and now I will look at them differently.
It is a strange thing to think of your cells racing across the ocean to go do their stuff in another human. My understanding is that if this works, he will forever make blood according to my genetic information. If I ever need such a transplant, can my cells from him be returned to me?
Stu says I look pale and about to fall down, but I am about ready to go wander through the heatscape that is Fort Worth in late June.
Monday, June 24, 2013
Day one of donation
Travel to Fort Worth was uneventful -- it has been YEARS since either Stu or I left DFW through the front doors.
Last night Stu and I walked around this part of Fort Worth. It is actually a pretty nice area. We had dinner on the Trinity River then strolled the long way back to the hotel. Along the way, we found mergansers, snowy and great egrets, a great blue and yellow-crowned night heron, a bunch of mallards, and two scissor-tailed flycatchers. Those were awesome. I have only seen them once or twice before.
The hotel is nice and obviously serves the health care places in the area, of which there are about a gazillion. We were at the blood collection center about 8 this morning, but we were late getting started (I think the RN just forgot she was supposed to be collecting cells today). It took a lot longer than we had anticipated because of the slow start. I had the usual problems donating (my veins roll) but the nurse and the tech made it work. In the end, I pumped out 60% of what the patient needs so I will go back for a shorter session tomorrow. I feel a bit like a pincushion, but there are no more injectionse and I am almost done.
Stu was so bored he donated blood.
Our walk last night included a stroll through an older section of town past lovely homes. With luck, we can make it back before we leave Wednesday.
Last night Stu and I walked around this part of Fort Worth. It is actually a pretty nice area. We had dinner on the Trinity River then strolled the long way back to the hotel. Along the way, we found mergansers, snowy and great egrets, a great blue and yellow-crowned night heron, a bunch of mallards, and two scissor-tailed flycatchers. Those were awesome. I have only seen them once or twice before.
The hotel is nice and obviously serves the health care places in the area, of which there are about a gazillion. We were at the blood collection center about 8 this morning, but we were late getting started (I think the RN just forgot she was supposed to be collecting cells today). It took a lot longer than we had anticipated because of the slow start. I had the usual problems donating (my veins roll) but the nurse and the tech made it work. In the end, I pumped out 60% of what the patient needs so I will go back for a shorter session tomorrow. I feel a bit like a pincushion, but there are no more injectionse and I am almost done.
Stu was so bored he donated blood.
Our walk last night included a stroll through an older section of town past lovely homes. With luck, we can make it back before we leave Wednesday.
Friday, June 21, 2013
Working hard...
Sunday Stu and I head to Fort Worth so I can donate peripheral blood stem cells to some unknown human. He is from outside the US, and we share about a dozen genetic markers that makes my bone marrow compatible with his. He is sick, and I might be able to help. It will take three days of my life and costs some discomfort.
To do this, I am getting 5 days of injections that are boosting my white blood cell production. The nurse giving me these injections, Mercedes, says my body is working hard to make these cells. Mercedes is a great cheerleader.
Be the Match. Google them. Think about signing up.
To do this, I am getting 5 days of injections that are boosting my white blood cell production. The nurse giving me these injections, Mercedes, says my body is working hard to make these cells. Mercedes is a great cheerleader.
Be the Match. Google them. Think about signing up.
Sunday, June 9, 2013
Home critters
Final Catch-up
So in an effort to not drag out a year's worth of living, I will summarize.
Stu finished his year as Faculty Senate Chair and returned to regular professorhood. Only to go back only rejoin Faculty Senate this spring.
We've traveled this past year: we took Jake to Bozeman and helped him move into his new place. We took Quincy to Ashland and helped her move into her first apartment. Christmas saw us all in DC, with friends and family. In March we traveled again to Oregon. May we went back to Oregon then to visit Jake in Montana.
Sadly, when we were in Oregon in March, my brother's wife Kathy passed away. Her absence has been deeply mourned by so many.
Of course, lots of other things events: Our sixth Bataan, lots of Sunday breakfasts with friends, and mostly good times. We are all well.
I am trying to get this back on track. I have missed blogging into the ether.
The picture below was taken at a pretty special time. We took it in DC at Christmas, in the house we rented. We had good times with friends and family. The weather was cold and rainy, but evenings at the house we rented were filled with good food and conversation: the stuff which lives and memories are made.
Stu finished his year as Faculty Senate Chair and returned to regular professorhood. Only to go back only rejoin Faculty Senate this spring.
We've traveled this past year: we took Jake to Bozeman and helped him move into his new place. We took Quincy to Ashland and helped her move into her first apartment. Christmas saw us all in DC, with friends and family. In March we traveled again to Oregon. May we went back to Oregon then to visit Jake in Montana.
Sadly, when we were in Oregon in March, my brother's wife Kathy passed away. Her absence has been deeply mourned by so many.
Of course, lots of other things events: Our sixth Bataan, lots of Sunday breakfasts with friends, and mostly good times. We are all well.
I am trying to get this back on track. I have missed blogging into the ether.
The picture below was taken at a pretty special time. We took it in DC at Christmas, in the house we rented. We had good times with friends and family. The weather was cold and rainy, but evenings at the house we rented were filled with good food and conversation: the stuff which lives and memories are made.
Catching up, Part II
Jake graduated from Willamette University with one degree in Biology and another in and Rhetoric Mass Communication. Quincy flew up for the ceremony and it was an excellent culmination of Jake's college career. The legendary Willamette Weather Machine worked its magic and the day was beautiful.
I flew up early to see Quincy's show in Ashland at Southern Oregon University, and both the set and the show were excellent. Jacob and I drove from Ashland to Salem, and we picked up Stu at the Portland Airport.
The rest of the weekend was also excellent. We had a last visit to the amazing Salem Farmer's Market with Jacob's friend Janelle and her sister. We found, in our last trip to Salem, one more wonderful restaurant, and also finally found a comfortable hotel. Here's hoping it wasn't really our last trip. Salem is a great town.
On Saturday, we had a surprise -- Jake needed help moving out of the dorms so we spent most of the rest of the reliving the ritual of moving out of an apartment. Lots of grime can accumulate in a couple of semesters, but he got mostly packed and cleaned and moved lots of stuff over to the Kappa Sigma house.
Graduation wasn't until Sunday afternoon, so on Sunday morning, Stu and I had a chance to visit Silver Falls, in the Cascades. Willamette hosted a trip to the Falls every year on Family Weekend. Despite attending 3 of the 4 weekends, Stu and I never made it there so we decided it was about time. Oregon has a pretty amazing system of state parks. The woods were beautiful, and the falls were too. These falls (below) might look familiar. Last time I was at the accupunture doc, I noticed that the poster on ceiling was of Silver Falls. I suspect similar photos appear in a lot of motivational-inspirational-beauty-etc. posters.
Before we went to Oregon, I got a new camera. Hence all the photographic playing. I will see if I can find a slideshow plug-in for blogspot.
So the rest of the morning -- we got Quincy at the airport, headed back to Salem for Willamette's graduation brunch, then went off to the ceremony. We rounded out the day with dinner with Janelle's family.
So what was next for Jake?
He spent a week or so at the Kappa Sigma house doing some home improvement before driving back to Cruces for the summer. He spent a week in Hawaii with Janelle, then, in early August, headed up to Montana State University to work on a doctorate as a member of the Molecular Bioscience Program. Bozeman is a great town and Jake has some good time ahead of him.
The sun was setting as we took our last group shot on the Willamette Campus, in front of the famed Chicken Statue.
Congratulations to all the Willamette Class of 2012.
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