Today I am updating from the beautiful Sunshine Coast where we are, all 4 of us plus Millie and Granny, spending a relaxing long weekend.
Eric went to school all day on Monday which was really nice (for me) after he only made it 2.5 hours all of last week, but he was very tired when he got home. Tuesday he woke up not feeling great; he had a stuffy nose and a headache for most of the day.
Wednesday morning we headed into clinic. Eric's hemoglobin had been 98 on Friday. Nowhere near the 80 where he would need a transfusion, but with the headache all day Tuesday and only making it through 15 min of his swim lesson Sunday due to headache and shortness of breath, we thought there was a chance he would need blood. We decided we'd better pack extra food and entertainment, just in case. Since Eric had a stuffy nose, we thought we'd be cautious, for the rest of the kids and staff on T8, so he was put on precautions. It is not as bad at the outpatient clinic because I can still use the kitchen there. His platelets were 6 and his hemoglobin was 86. Eric doesn't usually get symptomatic until 80, but we decided to do the transfusion anyhow because he had a headache the day before, didn't want to have a headache while we were away for the weekend and due to the long weekend, he isn't back in clinic until Tuesday. Two transfusion make for a very long day though. We were at clinic for 6 hours, leaving at 4pm and prepared for rush hour. We hit Starbucks on the way out to get Eric a snack (a grilled cheese) and me some caffeine for the trip home, and thank heaven we did. There was an accident on the highway, again, so we took an alternate route, but apparently so did everyone else. It took us 1 hour and 50 minutes to get home. It has never taken that long. We got home just before 6, and Eric can't eat after 6 because his med for this treatment has to be taken on an empty stomach. Luckily he'd eaten that grilled cheese on the way home and he grabbed an ice cream sandwich when we arrived home and was pretty happy.
Thursday Eric had an appointment at the podiatrist for his ingrown toenails, but had planned to go to school until recess. However, he woke up in the morning pretty tired from the previous day and decided not to go to school in the morning. We had a relaxing morning before his podiatrist appointment. It was just an initial visit for the podiatrist to take a look and then we thought we'd come back for him to actually fix them. The podiatrist didn't want to leave Eric in pain though and had time to fix them right then, so we went for it! He gave us two choices: for him to cut them so that they wouldn't be so bothersome and then come back every 4 or 5 weeks for him to cut them again OR he could remove a sliver of the nail and apply something to kill the root so they don't come back. Obviously we opted for option 2 so that Eric can be done with this and not have them bother him anymore. The worst part was the freezing and Eric did scream when the needle went into his toe, but he couldn't feel anything after that. The doctor wrapped his toes in huge red bandages that we are not allowed to call "clown toes" hehe.











