At dinner Rene announced he had to go poop three times at summer camp today. No biggie, but still more than normal. When Rene got up from the dinner table to go the washroom for time number four, I called the oncologist on call to get the dose for the Immodium AD. Once that was administered and Rene and I were playing Sponge Bob Yahtzee (Courtesy of Give Kids the World in Florida) he announced he had to throw up. Thank goodness we still have a few of the anti-emetics in the now discontinued sub-lingual form so even if he throws up again, he'll get the full dose.
An hour has passed, he's won Sponge Bob Yahtzee, and is peacefully drifting off to sleep with he father by his side, so I think we've been able to avoid any major drama, though we came close. And yes, the plan is to send him to summer camp again tomorrow....