Sickly Sunday.

Yesterday wasn’t a good day. Steve went Sunday afternoon to have his chemo pump removed for this round of treatments. Evidently, there are anti-nausea drugs in the chemo mix because the minute the pumpshut down (which it does automatically), he began to get sick. Due to a miscommunication with his mom, he made the drive up to Kaiser Permante alone thinking it would be ok. They injected him with some drugs which really knocked him for a loop, so we made the trip to pick him up and bring his car back. The lesson learned from this was that we never let him go to a treatment alone again. You never know what is going to happen. In any case, he was pretty loopy and sick by the time we got him home so he went straight to bed. Nothing was planned for today. George is over there to see how he is doing and make sure he has plenty to drink. Tuesday, he goes for another radiation ‘trial run’ and to get the final verdict on his PET scan. Cross your fingers.
Buy me a beer!


