the numbers

And so the waiting game continues, the blood tests and waiting for LFT numbers to come down (or?).
Since friday I have been going to Mayo every day at 7AM so they can draw blood.  This is "one day at a time" time-- do not look up the trail to see how high the summit might be; just keep putting one leg in front of the other.

Back in '83 the docs wrote the daily numbers on a gigantic wall chart.  Meg and I would wait each day anxiously for someone to come in and write down the numbers.  We obsessed about it after the first transplant.  For the first month things went in the right direction (down to normal).  Then they slowly turned around and crept up and up, until the re-transplant became inevitable.

The blood thinners will not cure the blood clot, they will only prevent the clot from spreading.  According the the surgeon, if that happens-- and this is a direct quote, "you are hosed".  Sounds bad, doesn't it?