Jesse
Evan and I were sitting in the waiting room when the doctor came down the hall.
"Mr. Fitzgerald," he called.
"Yes?" I called back, looking up.
"Would you come with me?"
"I'll be right back," I told Evan, standing.
"Sure," he replied.
I followed the doctor down the hall and into an empty room where we both sat.
"Mr. Fitzgerald," the doctor said.
I looked at him, waiting.
"After we gave Kate more bone marrow we discovered she had graft-versus-host."
I was familiar with this term. My sister had had it. This indicated something had happened. Something wasn't supposed to.
"My sister had that," I said.
"So you're familiar with it then."
I nodded.
"Again, Kate's body rejected Anna's marrow."
This wasn't the first time it had happened.
"Mmmhmm."
"This is another reason why Kate's immune system is down. She may become even sicker, therefore causing her to lose more weight than she already has," the doctor explained.
This was not news I wanted to hear.
"We're giving her corticosteroids via an IV in order for her body to hopefully reverse the effects."