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Yesterday my daughter was notified by the bone marrow registry that she is a very close match to the guy who needs a transplant. They wanted to make sure she is available in May. They plan on doing a peripheral stem cell transplant. Basically what happens is that blood is removed from her, filtered through a machine to remove stem cells, and then her blood is replaced.
I haven't written in a while. I've told myself it's okay. I tell myself that a lot of times.