{"id":1246,"date":"2013-09-09T15:54:30","date_gmt":"2013-09-09T19:54:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ezermizionusa.org\/blog\/?p=1246"},"modified":"2013-10-04T12:00:34","modified_gmt":"2013-10-04T16:00:34","slug":"they-didnt-mix-up-the-test-tubes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ezermizion.org\/blog\/they-didnt-mix-up-the-test-tubes\/","title":{"rendered":"They Didn’t Mix Up the Test Tubes"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Anat, the daughter of Jenny, who was saved thanks to a bone marrow donation from Ezer Mizion’s Bone Marrow Registry, relates:<\/span>
\nThere is a 20-year difference between my mother and me. We have a \u2018contract\u2019, that she \u2018retires\u2019 at age 100, and I, <\/span>at age 80 \u2013 and that way, we won\u2019t miss our regular daily chat\u2026<\/span>\"pr
\nTwo years ago, she almost broke the contract.<\/span>\"http:\/\/ezermizion.org\/blog\/wp-includes\/js\/tinymce\/plugins\/wordpress\/img\/trans.gif\"<\/span>
\nShe was hospitalized because of\u2026 well, first they thought it was the \u00a0<\/span>flu with complications, or maybe an infection\u2026perhaps \u00a0<\/span>arthritis, or\u2026 cancer. Mom got to the hospital in the eleventh hour. \u201cIf you would have come four days later, she would have died\u201d, the medical staff informed us. We were shocked. I cannot begin to describe the terror a person feels when he or someone close to him is sick. The test results came in bit by bit. Then they said the word. The word that I didn\u2019t want to hear. For us, the word \u201cleukemia\u201d was a death sentence.<\/span>
\nI asked Mom if she is sure they did not confuse the test tubes, and she, who worked as a nurse in Beilinson Hospital for over thirty years, smiled sadly and said, \u201cThat\u2019s what every patient hopes\u2026\u201d But here, to our great distress, there was no mistake.\"pr<\/span><\/p>\n

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Our entire family rallied for the battle. And it is really a fierce battle.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Chemotherapy: Round One. The leukemia seemed to be mocking us. \u201cI\u2019m still here\u2026\u201d Round two. Remission seemed like an elusive dream. There was just one last chance. A bone marrow transplant. Would a genetic match be available? In time? we applied to Ezer Mizion, the world\u2019s largest\u00a0 <\/span>Jewish bone marrow registry. Then we waited. We would be notified, we knew, but would it be good news or the ominous words: No Match Found?<\/span><\/p>\n

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\n\u00a0<\/span>My mother is here with us today because Yisrael, who joined Ezer Mizion\u2019s Bone Marrow Registry in the course of his induction to the IDF, was a perfect match and donated bone marrow to her thus saving her life. <\/span>
\nWe met Yisrael for the first time in April. About a month ago, we all attended his wedding with great joy and emotion.<\/span>
\nHe and Ezer Mizion gave us our Mother as a gift. May we someday be able to repay, even in some small way, the tremendous debt of appreciation we feel towards him and towards the organization<\/span><\/p>\n

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