He’s a champ!

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My mobile let out the train whistle sound at 7.13am this morning and woke me with a start. For a split second my heart was in my mouth. The train whistle ring tone is reserved only for Dan. Herbie chose it when I got my first iPhone when he was just getting into trains. What was Dan’s message going to say?

It could be good news, no fevers, coming home etc but then again it was early, maybe Dan needed to offload a bad night?  I can’t explain how it feels to be so torn about where to be when one of your children is in hospital. Despite always wanting to be with Herbie 24 hours a day throughout his hospital experiences I need to go home for two main reasons.

1) we have three other young children at home who need me

2) you sometimes need to recharge the batteries to have strength and courage for the next steps

However leaving causing more stress at times, I’m not great at not knowing exactly what is going on and Dan often, and he’d be the first to admit this, doesn’t always take in what the doctors say.

So…when I heard the ringtone telling me a message was there from Dan I hesitated , just momentarily, wondering what news was winging it’s way to me. It was this…

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I was so relieved! I counted the hours, just shy of twelve since the last spike. If you have followed my blog throughout transplant you will know that this means nothing for the Herbster, back in GOSH just when we thought the spikes were over they returned. However I remained optimistic and was able to start the day with a bigger smile than the day before!
Further texts confirmed he was up, dressed and watching the LEGO movie, for the umpteenth time!

I know that we were incredibly fortunate to have a sibling donor in Rufus but once again let me stress just how much lives can be changed by having a bone marrow match. Not just the recipient but those around them that love them. Anthony Nolan were highlighting this again today on their Facebook page. I was pleased to see that the boy highlighted not only made a full recovery from transplant in GOSH three years ago but was a PID patient. He had Chronic Granulomatous Disorder, like Herb & Lily’s NEMO it is extremely rare. We met a family during our time in GOSH whose son was also suffering from this, thankfully he was also found a donor through Anthony Nolan. Many people who hear the words Bone marrow transplant automatically assume cancer and leukaemia are the reasons for needing one. They often are, but more and more Primary Immune Deficiency patients are also being treated like Herbie and lots of the children we met on Fox and Robin Wards at GOSH. If you think you could be a donor please investigate further and to my friends and followers who are from the ethnic minority communities your help is even more precious as the are less registered donors but still the need. Like our other GOSH friend Milan.
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As well as being a bone marrow donor I have also often blogged about the need for blood donors and platelet donors. Herbie required more platelets again today, the fevers and cystitis had given his a bit of a hammering again, second transfusion in less than a week.
It’s a big thing to the recipients. Go register!

So after some quality time with the three of the Fab Four and a little retail therapy I headed back down the A40 to the JR with a happier outlook.
Dan had let me know that Herbie was still afebrile and he was drinking again and eating a little. All positive signs!

When I arrived my small Rice Krispie sat on the bed frowning and said “about time too”, the cheek was back. He looked so much better than yesterday and he was definitely brighter and was back singing and playing games. I heard about a visit from Victoria his outreach teacher and the lovely Bellhouse Drayson Ward Play Specialists with team Herb badges which Herbie was extremely proud of! They are so awesome! He also had a crown too! So pleased that Lily and Kitty did so well with the fundraising for Bellhouse Drayson (with thanks to Auntie Cathy too!) The girls have lots of fab toys for them.
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Lily is already planning the next fundraising activity for the JR!

Apparently, according to Herbie, the badges were much sort after…Dr Liam, who had visited and Teresa ,his nurse ,both wanted one he said. “Put them in your bag and take them home” he whispered “because I need to give them to my best friends Sam and Lily, Libby and James.” So it appeared even his own family were not allowed them! “I need my friends on my team too” he explained.

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Another thing to celebrate is his hair growth! Very exciting! My long haired boy will be back before I know it! My little Rice Krispie really is becoming Baby Pineapple (Lily’s nickname for him) with his spiky top!
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This weekend sees a friend’s daughter shave her head for charity. It’s her 12th birthday and she is giving her hair as a gift to a wig making charity? Such a courageous thing to do. Drop by at the a Turner Hall in North Leigh this Saturday to be part of her big fundraising day. Shannon is pictured below with her lovely mum Sarah and our dear friend Leigh whose son and our ‘adoptive nephew’ Hugo also lost his hair during his battle with ALL (Leukaemia ). Thankfully he is now recovered and sporting a rather amazing head of curls!
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So I left Herbie with a dairylea dunker and no temperature, 100% SATS and the knowledge that he seemed to have turned a corner today, even the cystitis is greatly improved with just a trace of blood measuring in his wee now (and not an oestrogen patch to be seen yet!)
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It feels like we are winning. As nothing has grown yet he needs to complete the antibiotic course, this may make going home tricky but we will see.
The pump has arrived for the water at home, we just need our Small back!
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