Treatment 9

So, let's start with some clarification. I have heard from MANY loved ones that my last entry sounded kinda.... depressed? That is probably the most concise word I can think of to explain what people have told me. I am very sorry! Truthfully I was going for the opposite! But, anyways... the explanation. Things are looking good. Our surgeon made some comments that pretty much made it sound like Kent had very limited time left. We left unsure and worried, but we have since spoken with our Oncologist and he says things are looking as we originally thought. The hope is still that the chemo is working its magic! We will find out after chemo is done. The Oncologist thinks that what our surgeon was TRYING to say is just that cancer is a serious condition. It has its risks. Even with chemo there are no guarantees. We think he was just trying to make sure we see the whole picture, and not just a rose colored version of it. We are super optimistic though! I told Kent that I have decided he isn't allowed anymore cancer once this is done. So there. :)

Now, treatment 9! It is done! Tuesday he got the initial infusions. He got very sick, very quickly. It has been a harder round than the last few have been, but he is hanging in there. All of the nausea hasn't been as big of a problem until this round. He has to take his medication regularly to keep any food down. Thursday's disconnect was really hard. They injected the Heparin, to make sure his Port access stays clear and usable, and he got REALLY sick. He has spent a lot of time sleeping since Tuesday, but he is starting to feel a little bit better.

Thursday we took Kennedy to meet the staff at the chemo center. Kent had promised one of our nurses that we would bring him to meet everyone. Let's just say he pretty much stole everyone's hearts. :) All the patients had big smiles and kept waving. He loved it! He was waving to everyone and saying "hello" and "hi". It was so cute. :) Anyways, when the nurse did the injection that made Kent so sick Kennedy was outraged! He got really upset and started yelling at the nurse and reaching to pat his daddy's head. I love how protective he is of his daddy. He did calm down and was nice to the nurse again, but it was pretty distressing for a minute there.  On our way out Kent put Kennedy on his shoulders because Kennedy insisted on being with him (he always wants to be with Kent when he realizes daddy is having a hard day. He just pats him and holds him. It is super precious) and everyone was talking about our little ray of sunshine, what a blessing he is to us, what a blessing children are especially during hard times. One woman commented that it was nice to see his smile, "he doesn't realize this is a place with so much pain, he thinks it is so great!" She said it was nice to have the positive attitude there. At age 1 my little boy is already a missionary. :) When we left he waved to everyone. There was a doctor there that we had never seen before, and for whatever reason he caught Kennedy's attention and Kennedy turned and yelled "BYE" as loud as he could. Everyone was laughing. Especially Kent. I think it would be good for Kent, and maybe the other patients too, if Kennedy came every time. However, with all the immunosuppressed issues we don't normally bring him so we can hopefully not get anyone sick. They all loved him though and Kent said it definitely made the disconnect easier. :)