Eric spent 7 nights in hospital and was discharged on Thursday morning. His blast count dropped from 9.4 to 1.1 by the time he was discharged. Unfortunately, he continued having the terrible headaches until early this week. He did not like the Coke, so I got him a Starbucks Strawberry Acai Refresher, which has as much caffeine in it as Coke. He liked that better but I'm not sure how well it worked. Mid week, he was finding his legs were getting restless from all the lying in bed, so once his head was finally improved, we went for a walk around the ward. It was the first time he'd been out of his room in almost a week. Later that day, we headed down to the family lounge to make dinner as a reason to get out of the room. However, Eric's legs started aching badly while we were in there. The leg pain continued for a couple days and we weren't sure if it was from walking or from something else. I told our Nurse Practitioner that I thought unexplained leg pain was par for the course around T8. She said that they like to try and explain it, but it certainly isn't the first time for Eric. Toward the end of the week, we had a visit from Olive, one of the pet therapy dogs. Pet therapy is a highlight of our visits to the hospital; Eric loves animals!
We had flights booked to Prince George on Friday. I had booked them ages ago just to get a few days' break over Spring Break and to visit Grandma. It was touch and go through the week if we were able to go, but by the end of the week we'd got the all clear. Eric was given a platelet transfusion on Thursday before leaving hospital, but to be extra safe, his doctor suggested coming in to clinic on Friday for another platelet transfusion. I agreed, but Eric was very unhappy with this decision. It meant we would have to leave his port accessed for another day and he would have to try to find a comfortable sleeping position for one more night, this time at home.
We got home Thursday afternoon and I got to cuddle with my puppy dog! It was so, so good to be home, but a little weird that it was only for one night. Eric had been having anti-nauseants around the clock at the hospital, while having the IV chemo, but once at home, he didn't think he needed it anymore. He is still having 2 oral meds for treatment, though they are considered targeted therapy and not chemo. Thursday night I did laundry so we could pack Friday morning. Just before noon, we headed into clinic and Joel was with us this time. We didn't have to be at the airport until 4pm, and yet this was Eric's fastest clinic appointment ever. His port was already accessed, they didn't do bloodwork and the platelets were ready to go when we arrived. Since we had some free time, we headed over to Granny's for a visit.
At the airport we were able to get a wheelchair for Eric since it's quite a long haul to the gates for the teeny tiny planes that go to Prince George. Turns out that if you have a wheelchair, you get priority at security so that was handy. We had an uneventful flight and Grandma picked us up at the airport. We're having a nice, relaxing visit. Kristy and Emma came for a visit. Uncle Jon took the kids to Great White and let Eric choose a Lego set.
We're back home on Tuesday and back to clinic on Wednesday.
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