After 12 amazing days at home, we're back in the hospital for Round 3 of Spencer's chemo. We'll probably be here 3 weeks or so though recovering at home is still an "open discussion". I have my fingers crossed for that every day. Home is where he belongs. He eats better, drinks better, sleeps better...he doesn't throw up, doesn't fuss...home is where it's at and a few weeks at home would be a blessing.
We made every minute of our home time count, just like I swore we would. We went to the history and art museums, Dave and Busters, to the park a bunch (I'm on week 2 of the Couch To 5K program. Got new running shoes as an early Mother's Day gift and am down 5.5 pounds), had Japanese food, watched movies, and just LIVED. Besides shaving Spencer's head, flushing his lines, and giving his meds, the hospital and all the garbage was so very far from my thoughts.
There's really not too much to say at the moment. Spencer received chemo in his spinal fluid and when the tap came back, there were no abnormal cells in it. Great news. That was the last time he'll receive that type of chemo. He's hooked up and the liquid will run until Sunday night and he also gets oral chemo twice a day until then. I'm hoping for a nice boring stay for as long as we're stuck here. Hopefully it won't be for too long.
The issues they have with letting us go involve infection. If anything happens, they want to treat it within half an hour. And if he gets mouth sores and doesn't eat or drink, they can take care of it while we couldn't. But we know what to look for and we would come to clinic once a week while he's in recovery. Home is much safer for him than the hospital. It's just a fact. And he could get so much fresh air. I'm trying not to get my hopes up but...they're up. I want to be together for Mother's Day, even if that's selfish.
But for now, we wait.
Cross your fingers that we can bust out of here soon and be 1/2 way done!