It's that time again!

Looks like we are going to be admitted to hospital today. When we got here, her fever was 101.2, orally. When I took it this morning at home it was 99.4, auxiliary. I had a feeling we were going to be staying after the blood, so I brought the suitcase along with us. Good thing for a mother's intuition.

She has vomited 5 times since yesterday evening. She is hungry, but can't eat. She woke up at 6:10 this morning saying she was hungry. Daddy said to try to give her peanut butter, but the thought of that must have turned her stomach because she got sick instead of eating. Mostly she has made it to the bathroom, but once the hardwood floors took one for the team. Lucky for me, Daddy cleaned it up.

Poor baby girl has mouth sores too. Hopefully, they will get whatever this is knocked out in the next day or two. Of course, it could also just be the fact that she is neutropenic making her sick. Never know.

We are in for the next few days though. Now we just need to make the best of them.

No day to recuperate

It was straight into the hospital for us. Of course, we knew it was going to be this way last week when we left. She starts cycle 5 of chemo tomorrow so she had to be admitted today for fluids. Yesterday on the way home from Florida, she asked if she only had one more cycle of chemo. I told her there were 4 more. Boo. She also commented about how her hair hadn't grown back. I guess she thought vacation was long enough for it to grow back?? I guess she is ready for it to be back. I wonder if she notices when kids stare at her. I know I do, but it is just part of life for the time being. I noticed in one of the pictures below that the kids in the lazy river were staring. Oh well, I can't say I've never done it. You just never realize how much it goes on until you are the one being stared at and/or whispered about. This cancer thing really opens your eyes a little lot.

I can't really recall what to expect this week from the chemo, but maybe I'll do a little looking back if I have time. Things really get jumbled after a while. But, there is light. We are on the downward slope. We'll be on cycle 8 before we know it!

On the way to the Dr. this morning, Summer muttered "I hate going to the doctor." I asked her what she said and she was all "nothing." Poor girl. She is doing good all in all. Although, not as bright at times, her spirit is still shining. She will get through this and be stronger for it. We just have to manage to keep a smile on our faces during the mean time. Some days it is easier than others, but everyday contains at least a few!!! :)

Back in the slammer.... ;)

Summer made counts today for admission. Her platelets were 111,000 and her automated ANC was 900 so that is a green light for chemo cycle 4. I'm glad because that means we are that much closer to getting these cycles knocked out. Plus, she should be getting out on Saturday morning if everything goes as it should. Knock on wood. :) That means she, too, will get to enjoy the fireworks this weekend. Her friend Willow is supposed to come up and watch them too. That will be nice because they haven't seen each other since Summer's birthday.

Summer had a great weekend. She rode on the 4 wheeler with my mom. She is usually scared of it, but this weekend she loved it. She also got to spend the night with her cousins, but not enough nights for her. When I went to pick her up today, she wanted to stay another night. Unfortunately, for her, we had to come here (the clinic) to be admitted.

She has been eating like a horse. She is almost back up to 33 pounds which is what she weighed at the beginning of this saga. The residents said they still saw a few sores in her mouth today, but they look to be in the healing stage. She hasn't been complaining about them which means they must not be hurting very bad. We stopped using the mouthwash last Friday. They didn't tell us to, but I figure if she is not hurting that is okay. The stuff is not good for her teeth anyway. I read the label and it said it may cause them to discolor so when it isn't absolutely necessary, I think we will skip it.

When we got to the clinic today, I got her to sit in my lap and rocked her to sleep. I stared at her beautiful face as she slept. Then I counted her eyelashes. She has 10 on each side. I never imagined I would actually be able to count her eyelashes. She had long, beautiful thick eyelashes and now they are almost all gone. Her eyebrows are thinning out too, as are her nose hairs. I don't even know if she has any of those left. Her nose runs down her upper lip. Not a snotty run, but just the moisture from her nose that has nothing to cling to anymore. It is so hard to see the changes that have occured over the past few months, but she is still a beautiful little girl. That will never change.