Hotel Dorenbecher

...you can check out...but you can never leave...

Remember that song? Hotel California - that's what today seems like - we were scheduled to have Alex's Chemo treatment today. Instead, we are getting admitted...

Eric was about to go to work, and felt Alex's forehead. It felt warm, so we took Alex's temperature - and lo and behold - it was the magic 100.4 - we called in, and the Doctor told us to come in to the clinic this morning. So, no school...

I forgot to put the numbing cream on his Port before we left - gulp! Mr. Stoic had his Port accessed without even a wince! As we feared, his ANC was zero, yep - zero. NO ability to fight off infection, none...

The nurses hooked him up to an IV, and started fluids and antibiotics. The nurse just came and took his temperature again, and it had jumped to 101.6 - ugh. They gave him some Tylenol, and he fought it - yummy grape flavor (insert sarcasm here). I had to hold him down while the nurse gave it to him - double ugh.

So, Alex is now playing Chutes and Ladders with one of the volunteers, while we wait for a bed in the in-patient area. We will be here for at least 48 hours, and his next round of Chemo is delayed until his counts come up...