This morning I went for a jog. It was a beautiful path with large trees on both sides that canopied over it. (Don’t worry mom there was a ton of other joggers, and walkers, almost too many. There was also plenty of medical staff between the hospital and the path.) As soon as I got back to the room Bridger peaked his bright eyes out from under his covers and in a whisper said “Hi mom, the nurse snuck in here with out waking dad up. Giggle, giggle”. We then rushed to give him a bath because he had to have an EKG done before he could have his new chemo which was in 30 min. We made it just in time. He even got a little bit of bacon down before we started the chemo. The new chemo started at 11:00am. It made him real sick almost instantly and he was puking by noon. It has been constant regardless of the anti nausea meds. He is really being a trooper and hasn’t even let out one complaint. He watched a cartoon for the first hour and fought to stay awake (they gave him some meds that make you sleepy). The nurses were surprised he held on so long. On the second go around of Star Wars: The Clone Wars – Episodes 1 – 4, we had to put the show on pause for some reason and before I could say, “I love you”, he was asleep. He has been trying to sleep ever since. But with this particular chemo it has a lot of side affects and allergies. They constantly monitor his heart rate, respirations, blood pressure and oxygen saturation. All these levels were going out of wack at some time or another. He spiked a fever and they had to continually make adjustments to medications to help regulate his fever and take precautions for potential infections. I was really scared once when his hands broke out with a rash. The rash seemed to concentrate in areas that were affected last year when he was in the hospital with septic shock. Luckily the rash ended up going away about 30 minutes later and was just one of the side affects from the chemo. The experience has brought some old emotions back. I told the nurse I could handle all the puking, fevers, and blood and platelet transfusions, but I didn’t think I could handle Bridger going through septic shock again. As I’m writing this, Bridger just woke up and said, “I’m feeling better mom.” He’s now eating ice chips and sucking on a sucker. Next chemo is at 8 pm. Wish us luck.

Bridger playing Video games a couple of days ago.

Bridger in the morning before chemo.

Our room

Bridger During chemo.
Glad that you're hanging in there. You are always in our thoughts and prayers. Bridger is being SO STRONG. We love you guys! :)
ReplyDeleteJana! I am getting all teared up over the great people that are there for you. I am so glad Blake could make it for the weekend too. Bridger looks a little pale but still has his hair and seems in good spririts. Halfway there! Bridger seems to be having too good a time. I am afraid he thinks hospitals are like a vacation destination. You will be ready for a trip to Alaska with how cold the hospital is! We are currently keeping the heat on to maintain 68 degrees in our house. I know, you probably air condition to keep it at 75. I have to wear socks all day or my feet freeze on my wood floors.
ReplyDeleteMy friends neice went through chemo years ago and her mom noticed the warning on the bag that it would eat through such materials as carpet. She too had a moment of wonder at what she was putting in her child's body.
Bridger is a trooper. Olivia has to say a prayer every night at dinner (whether it is her turn or not) and she always remembers Bridger. We are going to work on our Cousin spotlights this weekend! I want a copy of everybody's too!
I had to giggle about the "vacation destination" comment above. I'm sure Bridger is like, "MAN! This is great! I'll come here every year!" But what an amazing testiment of the power of giving! I think it's wonderful that you're being cared for so well while you're down there. It really sounds like the nurses/medical people are all doing their best to make things as comfortable as possible.
ReplyDeleteWe're praying extra hard for Bridger. What a tough kid he is, dealing with all the puking and stuff. He's got that sweet spirit that just seems to go with the flow.
Here's hoping the next few days go as smoothly as they can! It's amazing to see your blog every day and watch as the Lord answers prayers!