Its Tuesday morning, I'm waking the boys up to get dressed and ready for our scheduled day. Dalen is wondering what's going on. He knows my work schedule to the T. I try to stay busy (or look busy) because I know Dalen is going to ask something. I just want to keep him smiling. But it doesn't last long. Dalen asks "Ma where are we going?". I wait for a couple of minutes before I reply, hoping he forgets. But he asked again..."you have a Doctor appointment". I keep looking busy trying to distract him. I gave him a hug here and kiss on his forehead there, swirled to the other side of the room blew a kiss and reminded him that I love him more. He chuckled a little and asked why..."Dalen you have chemo today". His smile was gone and he stormed to his room. All I could hear was him huffing and puffing. Those words I would have never thought I would had to say to Dalen again. I don't think I really accepted that my baby has to do chemo again. But right now I have to get in Mommy Mode!
On our way to the clinic, I kept reassuring Dalen that he will be just fine. I reminded him that he had no vomiting, and severe stomach pain after last week treatment. We saw the doctor; everything was fine. His blood was drown for labs; results was fine. Now it's time for chemo, but Dalen won't left his arm to connect to the port. Nurse Valerie is trying to lift up his shirt and Dalen pulls it down and cross his arms. I'm trying not to cry because my baby just doesn't want to do this again. I don't blame him! But it has to get done. After some encouragement and maybe some firmest he is connected.
It's 12:50 in the afternoon, we are heading home. I was so surprised of the short time we spent at the hospital and so was Dalen. We had seen the doctor, completed lab work, and received chemo in less than 3 hours. Normally it would take four to five hours. Dalen was feeling very nauseous but it wasn't that bad. He was moving through the hallway and walking on his own. Sometimes after chemo he was so weak, I had to support him. But not this time, it wasn't that bad. The doctors are confident that soon Dalen will not feel drained or nauseous after treatment.
I brought Dalen to work with me after treatment. I believe his environment influence the way he feels. I notice this during his first course of treatment. He was there for about four hours playing basketball, telling some jokes, and resting here and there. He felt his stomach thingy ( I call it a thingy because it's hard to explain; it's a nauseous, numbness, tingling feeling) and a little tired but he was doing fine.
Agin it wasn't that bad....we keep saying this because we know where we were. It was times we couldn't make it out the parking garage of the hospital because of the vomiting. Or the stomach pain was so unbearable that he couldn't do anything but curl up. He has been through so much. Dalen is such a strong Kid.
We may have some bad moments and days, but we will get through this with God by our side. I believe our courage this time will come from where we've been and we're going.
PS. Dalen received his Beads of Courage today. He will collect beads every time he has treatment, visits the clinic, MRI, labs. Etc...the beads are given to tell the story of Dalen's journey. Let's see how many beads he will collect. Thank you Child Specialist Lauren. www.beadsofcourage.org