Daddy knows best!

The IT went well this morning.  She was starving when she came out of anesthesia and completely devoured her breakfast.  Then fell fast asleep.  When she woke back up, she wasn't quite as energetic.  She wanted to rest more and didn't have much of an appetite.  I think she may have felt a little nauseous which Chemo can do.  While she was under, they changed the dressing on her picc-line. 

There was a little scare in the afternoon, early evening.  The nurses couldn't get her picc-line to flush or draw blood.  They thought there was a clot somewhere and so were putting a medication into the lines to break down the clot.  Still didn't work.  She needed to get her second type of Chemo thru her IV around 5 pm, and the picc-line still wasn't working.  I was so worried they were going to have to poke her again and put in another IV!

In enters Dave to save the day!  "Home" from work!  Dave noticed the picc-line catheters weren't sticking out as far as they used to be.  They called in a "Picc-team" nurse to take a look.  Sure enough!  Daddy was right!  She adjusted the length, pulled it out a little more and wa-la, we're back in business!  Relief!

Now she's had her second type of Chemo for the day, and is sleeping soundly.  Day 8 was a big day, and I'm glad it's over.  We learned one thing...sometimes the parents know best. 

Tomorrow morning she'll have to take 5 different oral medications along with the IV antibiotics!  She hates the orals!  Poor girl. But we spoil her when we can.

Good news: She won't need any more Chemo for a week.  So now it's just wait and watch her numbers from the labs to see how she's responding. 

Oh, I find this interesting....after Sadie has a Chemo treatment, we have to wear gloves when changing her diapers for the next 48 hours.  Makes me think about how powerful this poisin really is.  But it's saving our baby's life.