Tomorrow Thursday July 5th marks 10 days in the hospital. 10 days away from civilization, from everyday life and it's challenges. Yet somehow these 10 are some of the most important we will have in our lives. Days we will never forget even though every day we wish we could. That they never happened and never would. But this is not a dream. Our baby has cancer. Nothing we do or say can ever change it. So far the side effects have been minimal. The most noticeable is the steroid drug that she takes daily. It makes her eat like a pregnant women and have emotions like 10 of them. Just this morning she was up at 4am demanding one hot dog after another. She will receive another LP and bone marrow test tomorrow. The procedure is scheduled for 7:30am. During the procedure she will receive another round of chemo in her spinal fluid. When she comes out she will receive another dose of the vincristine through her iv. We should be able to go home sometime in the afternoon if all goes well. A few requirements are that we must have all of her prescriptions filled and ready for take home. She will still receive 2 doses daily of the steroid chemo called dexamethasone. Plus we must have lots of other medicines to counteract side effects plus numbing cream for her port. The list goes on and on. We must return Monday to the clinic to check her blood counts amongst other things. We will then be back Thursday to receive another dose of the vincristine. this will continue for 4 weeks. After that we do not know yet what our lives hold.
"I can do all this through him who gives me strength."~Philippians 4:13
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