Rough chemo day

We were so happy that Logan passed to receive chemo today. On one hand, lets keep this train rolling. On the other hand, what were we thinking? Our poor little man. This was the roughest aftermath of chemo to date.

The clinic visit started out pretty well. Logan is pretty hilarious when they sedate him for the lumbar punctures. They inject the first medicine and he starts in with the giggles. We are not sure what is so funny, maybe he is seeing double of all of us, but he just cannot stop laughing. And of course that makes us laugh too, which makes for a nice lightening of the moment. Logan endured his procedure just fine, and then the two other chemos into his port. As he started to come out of the sedation, he wanted to be up and around but had to stay flat for an hour. It was work, but he did it and even scarfed down two Pop Tarts. He was ready to go play with his friends at daycare.

Then on the way, he tanked. He started looking like he did not feel well, and was asking to go home. At that point, I still had some time before I was supposed to be back at work so we went home to see how he did. When I unbuckled his carseat and took him out, he was so sweaty and just clung to me. I put him on the couch and turned on a movie, but before long he was telling me his tummy hurt. I rushed him into the bathroom, and he promptly threw up everything in his poor little stomach. After that he felt a little better, but couldn't even keep the Zofran down. Poor little guy, he is not keeping fluids down at this point, and has thrown up several times throughout the day. Hopefully it will be better tomorrow. Send all of your positive thoughts, energy, prayers, well wishes, etc. to Logan for a better day tomorrow.

Thanks so much to Leigh who answered her phone 5 minutes before school was out (a very busy time for her), and grabbed Alexis from her class and took her to the office instead of waiting for me to be late in the car loop in the pouring rain after frantically cleaning Logan up after he was sick again. Also another HUGE thanks to Stacey for helping me clean up after Logan threw up at the dance studio (I swear he was doing better and had even kept the Zofran down at that point). Stacey knows how it is, since her daughter has Leukemia too and is just a few months ahead of Logan in her treatment. Still, cleaning up after someone else's sick child is above and beyond.

Here is Logan sleeping this afternoon. Of course he falls asleep shortly before we needed to leave to pick his sister up from school: