I did it. At 11:00 in the morning, the nurse infused the donor's stem cells into my bloodstream. No adverse reactions noted. Praise God!
I was told by one of the nurses that she had a lady down the hallway, who is very depressed because she has a 3-month old baby boy at home. I had her call my room number and she did. We were both in for bone marrow transplant. Although we had two different diagnoses. I assure her that she will be fine. We talked for while, because my nurses were working on me. But before I let her go, I asked if I could say a short prayer for her and I did. Amen. Ever since I got sick, it has been easier for me to talk about God with others. This is truly God's plan. Praise be to God.