So my mommy has put another treatment behind her. But it wasn’t easy. As always, I was sitting with her when they were going to put the iv into her port and before they did anything, she started crying. I knew she was scared to go, but to see her crying killed me. I looked to Sheriff Woody to keep my composer, but she was on the phone crying too. So all I did was just try to talk to her and keep her mind on something else.
After they put the iv in the port, they were not getting blood flow back so they thought the port might have been clogged. They were making her cough and move around to try to clear it, but nothing was working. The nurse had to get medication to put into the port to clear it out. After they did that the port was cleared and they began the treatment.
While we were waiting around for the nurse to get the medicine I told her how my mom was having a hard time because she wasn’t eating or drinking. The nurse suggested that she come in for hydration treatment twice that week after treatment. They would have her come in and hook her up to an iv so she can fluids in her and the chemo could get flushed out. This will allow her to feel a lot better a lot faster because everything is going straight into the blood stream so its easier to flush the chemo. She wasn’t too sure about it but after explaining it too her and how good she would feel after, she was all for it.
Andie showed up shorty after Sheriff Woody left to work and she took my seat when I went to the restroom. So as I was sitting on the outer space across from my mom, I was kicked out because there were more patients coming in. That was the first time I was asked to leave. I was kinda bummed but my mom was almost done with the treatment so it was okay.
Afterwards we went to eat and as soon as we pulled up to the restaurant she felt sick. After using the restroom she ate really well. We all went to my mom’s after to relax. It was the cutest thing ever because my mom fell asleep on the couch and Andie fell asleep on the floor. They looked so peacefully sleeping all I did was read on the couch because I didn’t want to move to wake them up.
My mom called me the next day to tell me that she was doing good and that the treatment took two hours. She sounded really good which made me feel good. I can only keep praying that God watches over her.