The day has come. Then sun is rising over beautiful San Francisco. I am watching out the window as I wait for Jodi to arrive. Caemon is sleeping. He had a rough night with many wake-ups. He wanted me to hold him, to dance with him, to sleep next to him. He still has the remnants of steroids coursing through his body, making sleep fleeting. Now he sleeps under a dose of morphine, as he awoke with excruciating adominal pain. It is possible that mucousitis is starting to appear, that he will begin to have pain from his mouth to his bottom. This is an expected and difficult side effect of all of his conditioning chemotherapies, but managing the pain helps.
However, when the pain is gone, our boy is in good spirits. “Today is a special day for me,” he said upon waking a few moments ago. He understands that today is a big day, that he is getting a special kind of blood today. I described the bone marrow as seeds being planted in his body. For the last two springs, Caemon has helped us plant seeds for vegetables and flowers. He knows they grow into wonderous things, and he knows that these seeds will take his leukemia away.
We have been told that transplant day is often anti-climactic, that because the marrow is administered through his IV just like any other blood product, that it takes a short amount of time, that the day is really pretty quiet. While there may not be a big surgery or trip to a different room, this day is certainly not anti-climactic. It is the day our sweet boy gets a new chance at a healthy body, and that is cause for celebration.
That this is happening on the eve of the Winter Solstice makes it that much more special because as Caemon’s new marrow is introduced, we will be seeing the darkest day of the year. As it begins to take hold, while we still may feel shrouded in darkness, the days will each become a little bit lighter, a little easier to bear. Jodi and I have long celebrated the Solstice. It is a very special day to us, so to have this gift today, on the eve of the Solstice, is something so magical. The timing couldn’t be more ripe with possibility for our son, for our family. We’re ready to plant these seeds, ready to welcome the light, ready to reclaim our boy from this horrible disease. What a beautiful spring we will see this year.
I will post an update tonight or tomorrow morning to provide details about the transplant. In the meantime, we invite everyone to burn their candles, light their Christmas/Solstice/Yule trees, even take a walk outside and think of all the potential sitting just beneath the earth, waiting to spring forth as the light returns. When you do this, you bring that same light, that potential for new life to Caemon.