Suddenly, Rene has a medicine calendar and different combinations of different pills that must be taken in the morning and the afternoon -- all changing in a weekly basis. We've got gloves and a biohazard container for the liquid that must be mixed with juice and drunk. We've got packets of another that comes in 20 and 10 mg pills that he takes enough to add up to 90 mg! We've go the anitbiotic that is supposed to prevent diarrhea that must be cut in half and the one that's only taken on the weekend that is a whole pill in the morning and a half at night. ...so we forgot to give Rene an anti-emetic (In our defense: in the days of I.V. chemo this was administered "behind the scenes" into Rene's I.V., then only as needed in the evenings.) There was so much focus on doses and timing of the new medications that we (including the nurses and doctors) forgot to specify the way the anti-emetics fit into the picture.
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....
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....
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