Enjoying the lull

It's been calm for awhile now, but I can feel the tension rising. 

Being accustom to visiting the doctor twice a week, what the gradual transition to once a month consults has meant is that my CLL is less in my face, and the rest of my life is less tainted by my bad blood.

The trade off is that each visit now carries more oomph and I have some whoppers coming up in the next few weeks.

My bone marrow biopsy and my CT scan later this month will determine whether I am on a run away train heading for a redo transplant with all the dangerous and fears inherent in that life changing project. 

Or will I simply start my slow reintegration back into the world of the normal. Or in my case, the new normal or maybe the near normal.

I actually have appointments with six different doctors in March including two in NYC to help me set my course. Do you think I will have enough data points? 

It is sorta a big moment.

I already know the broad sweep of what will be said and done. It's the details that can kill you, and that's what I should have examined under the microscope by April Fool's Day.