If any one was expecting us for the Holiday party or annual get together... Count us out. We are checking into the hospital today and we're getting our last methatrexate treatment. We had our fingers crossed that we wouldn't make the cut and we could come back next week. No can do. We need our medicine and we shall get it today.
If you were expecting a dill dip, some baked goods, or a special appearance - it's not happening. We are going to live on 4-H for the next week. We wanted to be home for the sake of the kids and for the sake of the important day. But we have obligations. I just picked up some lunch and Tammie is eating and then going home to talk to Christian. He is feeling low today. He wanted his sister home for the big day. This will be their first Christmas a part.
The nurse just came in to put an IV in Kay's arm. We have a port in her chest, that port is the access point for IV's. The port in Kay's chest is a single port so that means that she needs a traditional IV inserted in her arm when we do this methatrexate. Two IV's and one of them hurts extremely bad. This arm IV is what Kay hates the most. We just had it inserted and she almost started crying. Thirty seconds earlier we are laughing and then she is crying from fright and pain. I hate it. I hate it beyond words, and I hurt for her. It never seems to get easier, and I know it won't get easier. So I take the good with the bad. The good is we only have 60 more days or so before we go into maintenance phase. The bad is, we always have some nurse or doctor sticking my child with a needle.
If you were expecting a dill dip, some baked goods, or a special appearance - it's not happening. We are going to live on 4-H for the next week. We wanted to be home for the sake of the kids and for the sake of the important day. But we have obligations. I just picked up some lunch and Tammie is eating and then going home to talk to Christian. He is feeling low today. He wanted his sister home for the big day. This will be their first Christmas a part.
The nurse just came in to put an IV in Kay's arm. We have a port in her chest, that port is the access point for IV's. The port in Kay's chest is a single port so that means that she needs a traditional IV inserted in her arm when we do this methatrexate. Two IV's and one of them hurts extremely bad. This arm IV is what Kay hates the most. We just had it inserted and she almost started crying. Thirty seconds earlier we are laughing and then she is crying from fright and pain. I hate it. I hate it beyond words, and I hurt for her. It never seems to get easier, and I know it won't get easier. So I take the good with the bad. The good is we only have 60 more days or so before we go into maintenance phase. The bad is, we always have some nurse or doctor sticking my child with a needle.
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