The third round of Vidaza went OK. I always feel under the weather after a week of treatments, but am starting to feel "normal" again.
I was supposed to go to Seattle this week to visit friends and see a doc at Fred Hutch, the clinic where I had my transplant, but have had to postpone the trip for a week because my white count is really low and it's too risky to travel. (For those blissfully unaware of the importance of white blood cells, they protect us against infection.)
Meanwhile, the weather in D.C. is absolutely glorious.