the diagnosis 20th april 2010

So i wake up in the hospital coming to the realisation that i wasn’t gonna be going home just yet, because i probably still wasn’t fixed. I was greeted by 3 doctors- one of which i already knew from orchestra- this made me feel so much better because i felt safe. The consultant that i later saw i also knew- he plays the bassoon in the orchestra. I was told i had a very server aplastic anemia and that my bone marrow had stopped working- it didn’t really sink in. Not until i was told what a bone marrow did- a bone marrow makes your blood- mine had stopped, so i was now completely reliant on blood transfusions until i could have a bone marrow transplant. Which was discussed over the following couple of days- i was moved to the teenage cancer trust unit- because although i didn’t have cancer my treatment would be very similar to leukemia patients treatment. I had no idea what sort of length of time this was going to take, but my first concern was that i was flying to America in 7 weeks and i was really looking forward to going- unfortunately my trip had to be canceled i had to phone my boss and tell her that i was unable to work for her this summer- it was a massive kick in the teeth, but eventually i got over it as i knew that i could go back to camp whenever i was feeling better. What hit me harder was the fact that i would have to take a year out from university.