11 to go

His 2pm IL-2 treatment has hit him the hardest so far--which is the way it is supposed to go. The afternoon Care Partner said that it is good for him to not feel good--as "they" say that's when the drug is working.

He had a really bad time with body tremors not long after the infusion was finished--a lot like an earthquake--seriously! The whole bed was shaking. This lasted for close to three quarters of an hour. He did take a medication to make them subside, but it took quite a while for it to stop his shaking. Then this evening he has felt nauseated--so supper didn't appeal. He has just wanted sips of water for several hours now. He did eat a pretty good breakfast and lunch, though. He has slept off and on during the afternoon. And that was one of the things that he hoped coming into this treatment--that he would sleep through a lot of it--and he has today.

Pray that his fever doesn't go up any higher--it was 99.8 and the Care Partner said: "now don't go any higher." So I don't know if 100 is a magic number for something in this treatment or not.

Our little corner of the hospital is really quite quiet. There is another room next to ours and these two rooms are behind doors--so we don't hear the nurses station and all the other comings and goings. That is sort of nice. The main noise is the vital sign monitor--and that is constantly beeping--or so it seems. That is a hard noise to sleep through! Hope that it behaves tonight and keeps quiet--oh, I guess it is Woody that needs to behave--as it is his vital signs that are making it go off--but it must not be anything that they are concerned about as they don't come running!

I haven't strayed too far from the room as I'm never sure when Woody will need me. I
am keeping occupied with the computer, reading, needlework, dozing, etc. I brought plenty to occupy any free time that I may have. And, those who were concerned about me eating--have no worries--between the food that I brought with us and what Woody doesn't eat--I am not going hungry! For lunch they brought him vegetable soup and chicken and dumplings--well, he does not like dumplings--so he ate the soup and the rest of the things on the tray and gladly gave me the chicken and dumplings!

So we are now counting down to the next treatment at 10pm--that seems to be what one does around here--count the time between vital sign readings, meals, meds, infusions, when a nurse will respond, etc!