First dose of chemo done! It was injected through his new chest port -- very straightforward. They do a saline flush to keep the lines clean and from clogging, and each time Sawyer says his mouth tastes like salted broccoli!
We are learning the concept of "hospital time" means that nothing really happens when they tell us. But we really have nothing else to do.
The doctor said her motto is BIG: boring is good -- so her hope for Sawyer as she was leaving was to "have a big day" -- the less excitement the better.
We did talk about a few more interesting things that Sawyer will have to avoid. No fresh flowers in the room because of possible fungus (and other airborne things) and if he wants to eat fruit it will need to be something that can be scrubbed and/or peeled. And since he'll be susceptible to fungal infections (and they would be bad) he can't be around things like hay or mow the lawn. So, his grandpa has lost a summer helper on the farm. We always help my dad do his hay in the summer, and Sawyer has been helping to mow his lawn (as well as ours). We also heat with wood, and Sawyer won't be able to split it. And we store much wood in the basement that we'll have to move out since our forced air furnace will blow fungi and other stuff from the basement into the house. Mark will need to construct a wood shed outside and we'll move the wood, plus be more aware of filters on the furnace and in the house.
Mark and I didn't yet go out for our walk so we're heading out for that now, plus a stop at CVS for a few supplies and Dunkin Donuts for a coffee and maple donut for Sawyer. Another yummy temptation across from the hospital is an Abbott's frozen custard shop (that may be my downfall!)
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