Chemo week whatever...

So we get to the hospital at 8:05 a.m. and everything was going as planned.  His red and white counts were kind of low, so we said, lets get the transfusion today instead of coming back in a couple days.  It would add an hour or so to our stay, but it would be worth it.  Everything was going well until we got the last of the chemo.  He has to have some antibiotics and a drug that coats his bladder, so the chemo doesn't damage it.  Jake suddenly got very sick and extremely tired.  He started throwing up (sorry if that's TMI).  His blood pressure dropped dramatically and his heart was tachycardic (beating too fast).  They had planned to put us in short care until his medicine had finished being pumped into his body, but with this new development, he had to be admitted.

The doctor and nurses tried to get him to take some Tylenol, but he said he was too tired to swallow it.  He wouldn't take it for about an hour.  Finally, I told the nurse to just give it to him in a syringe, don't ask, just put it in his mouth and tell him to swallow!  Jake hates staying in the hospital, but at this point, he was too weak and tired to put up a fuss.  I told him earlier, if he would take the Tylenol, he wouldn't have to stay here...I couldn't convince him.

It's about 9:15 p.m. now.  His temerature is finally back to normal.  His blood pressure is still pretty low.  They have been giving him fluids, antibiotics, antinausea medicines and I'm not sure what else.  He hasn't peed for over 3 hours, which I think with all the fluids he's been getting, he should be about ready to explode!  Sorry, maybe more TMI (too much info.).  I'm pretty wiped out myself, but I can't decide if I should go home or not.  I really can't leave until I'm sure he's going to be ok.

Poor Jakey!  I can't imagine what this feels like for him. 

This is the kind of surprise I don't like!  Mostly because it doesn't make sense to me.  I need things to be normal.  Just when I think I know what normal is, it"s not again.  Sigh....

Well, we'll just "gird up our loins" and keep going.  What other choice do we have, right?  Like I tell my boys, you don't have to like it, it just have to do it!