Thursday, May 31, 2007

Thursday Update

Well Trish is resting uncomfortably at Aunt Mary's house today. We heard from Carolyn, the Bone Marrow Tranplant Manager, and they expect to move forward with the first choice donor. She is offering him harvest dates between July 5-11 (the boys will be at Hopkins Lacrosse Camp July 8-11), so we should all be together around that time. We will likely do the pre-eval stuff next week or the week after, including one more bone marrow biopsy. YUCK!

Everyone is sill trying to get Trish a week back in Florida before the transplant.

Our neighbor Sandy, sent me a copy of this song below, it is very appropriate for Trish.... (click on the link to play the song or just read the words).

http://us.video.aol.com/player/launcher?ar=us_en_audio_748x541_full&mode=0&pmmsid=1894330&referer=http%253A//music.aol.com/artist/craig-morgan/430690/main

Artist/Band: Morgan Craig
Lyrics for Song: Tough
Lyrics for Album: Little Bit of Life

She’s in the kitchen at the crack of dawn
Bacon’s on, coffee’s strong
Kids running wild, taking off their clothes
If she’s a nervous wreck, well it never shows
Takes one to football and one to dance
Hits the Y for aerobics class
Drops by the bank, stops at the store
Has on a smile when I walk through the door
The last to go to bed, she’ll be the first one up
And I thought I was tough
Chorus
She’s strong, pushes on, can’t slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time Back before she was mineWhen I thought I was toughWe sat there five years ago
The doctors let us know, the test showed
She’d have to fight to live, I broke down and cried
She held me and said it’s gonna be alright
She wore that wig to church
Pink ribbon pinned there on her shirt
No room for fear, full of faith
Hands held high singing Amazing Grace
Never once complained, refusing to give up
And I thought I was tough
Chorus
She’s strong, pushes on, can’t slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
She’s a gentle word, the sweetest kiss
A velvet touch against my skin
I’ve seen her cry, I’ve seen her break
But in my eyes, she’ll always be strong
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough

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