Treatment

Thursday's Treatment:
Everything here happens in “hospital time”, which we are finding out the hard way. We were under the impression that radiation would happen this morning, followed by a blood transfusion at noon and then the chemo. We waited for a long time for the radiation, and finally someone came to get Bryce at 2:30. It was just a pre-radiation visit, during which they mapped the tumors and made little tattoos where the crosshairs should line up. Yep, he got his ink on. They also found out that the big lump on his back is a muscle spasm, but there is cancer on the ribs underneath it.
Bryce didn’t get his blood transfusion until late in the evening, so the chemo is postponed until Friday. I really want to get this show on the road. Dad came over during the transfusion and filled the lump on Bryce’s back with lidocaine, which took some of the pain away. Bryce's breathing has appeared agonal as he sleeps, which makes me nervous. It seems like he is gasping for air, and trying to shove the air out. Dr. Pearl said it it because of the transfusion, and it's not severe yet. He shot Bryce up with Lasix tonight, which is making him pee A TON. I have to hold the urinal container for him because he's so weak, but I also sing him the "Pee Song" every time. He looks forward to the song--who wouldn't like to be serenaded during such a monotonous chore?
Bryce is fairly doped up with painkillers and anti-anxiety meds, which seem to take care of nausea also. He sleeps a lot.
My parents were scheduled to leave for Illinois today, where my brother lives. They reheduled their trip so they could stay here.
I miss Dani. My sweet little baby girl. Oh, I miss her.