Soon it is will be the 5th anniversary of my hematopoietic stem cells transplant. Five years already! Hard to believe!
I would like to warmly thank the fantastic team who saved my life: all the people in the Department of Hematology at Saint Antoine Hospital and in particular my graft doctor (I will never forget her). I would like also to thank “Marie”, the nurse who actually performed “the graft”: it was her first time, and for me too! I wonder where I would be without the gift of stem cells from my young donor: I will never meet her, which is kind of sade, but I know the rules… I had also the chance to have my big family and my friends around me: even while “confined” I had visit every day from Jaja and others…
I really really love you all :-)!
The best way “to celebrate” this anniversary is to put together photos, from “before” to “now”.
“The mask” with a Saint Antoine on it: the best protective device against covid you can think of :-)!
After 2 months of strict confinement, the lockdown has been lifted in two steps: on May 11th, then on June 2nd. In the Paris area, there are still several restrictions such as no movies theaters, a few museums open, bars and restaurants open only on outside terraces… More restrictions might be lifted in 3 weeks if the sanitary situation is improving.
To “celebrate” this event, I made a last disguise: heading to the mountains :-)!
Before I virtualy went out for a date:
I travelled to the beach:
As a gardener…
I posed as a cook with my chouquettes:
As I am writing this post, on June 3rd, in less than one month I will be celebrating the fourth anniversary of my hematopoietic stem cells transplant (June 24th 2016). How lucky I have been to meet the fantastic people in the Hematology Department at the Saint Antoine Hospital in Paris, and in particular my kind graft doctor: she has always been around to help me during the difficult periods after the graft, including “the c GVH” times, but not only… It will be the first time this year, when I will not meet her for the June anniversary. Of course without my anonymous stem cell donor nothing was possible. I will never know who she is but I am always “hoping” that one day she will be able to read those lines… When I was “confined” in my room 426, I had regular visitors, my family and friends! They have been essential to my fast and successful recovery!