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Total US troop deaths in Iraq to date (09/01/07) since 03/20/03: 3739

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From 02/01/07: 653

(Sources: US Dept. of Defense, Iraq Coalition Casualty Count)

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Saturday, June 10, 2006
 
CANCER CALENDAR: The doctor overseeing my transplant pushed my schedule back a week when I met with him on June 1. So instead of beginning pre-transplant medication (injections of neupogen to stimulate white-cell production), I began yesterday, when I was shown how to admininister the neupogen myself. Such fun. I've got a couple of doses cooling in the fridge right now, with one due in a couple hours. No side effects from yesterday's initial dose, let's hope that continues.

Tomorrow night I move into a hotel right at the hospital for a few days, for the sake of convenience. I've got a lot of early-morning appointments beginning the 12th, starting with implantation of a catheter (in my chest, I think) for the harvesting of my stem cells. At night, a nurse is scheduled to drop by my room for the duration, not for any fun, but to give me doses of a chemo-drug being used in a new clinical trial. The harvesting should be finished by the end of the week, and I expect to enter the hospital as an official transplant patient on the 20th, when they begin re-infusing me with my cleaned-up stem cells.

I'm not enjoying this one bit, and wish I had a jar of anti-depressants/sedatives on hand. I sure understand, more than I ever have before, why people become substance abusers.