Clinic 12-27-11

There was a little trepidation going to Jacob’s clinic visit two days after Christmas. I sort of thought it would squash all of our Christmas fun. Last time there was nausea and mouth sores and since the doses would be increased this time, I was sure we’d be facing more of that.

We packed in a lot of partying during the weekend and prepped for the rest of week recovering from chemo. Happily, that turned out not to be the case.

We went to Jacob’s appointment Tuesday afternoon. His counts were good and he was ready for more chemo: methotrexate and vincristine. He had his infusion, played angry birds and then we headed home. Well, to Grandma’s house actually, with the intent to head straight home. I thought he’d be feeling sick and we should probably just get going back home. And while he did feel a little yucky, after resting on the couch for a while he slowly slid to the floor and scooted over to sit by his cousins. I was so pleased. We stayed hours longer as he played happily with his cousins. And we came back the next day and the next! He was feeling good and playing great; it’s wonderful to see.

He did get a few mouth sores in his throat, but they didn’t stop him from eating this time. He said that they just felt “pushy” not “ouchy.” He didn’t actually say “ouchy,” he screamed—to show me what they didn’t feel like.