What a stressful day. I had called St Louis Dr this morning to see if the home health nurse could come and draw his blood for a CBC test. He didn’t feel like going to Mt Vernon to the lab.  She came and took it but than we lost where his blood ended up. I waited 2 hours before I started calling and found out that there was mix up in communication and nothing had been done yet with it. It took another hour of waiting to hear back.

The good news is that his counts were better. Hemoglobin that I had been worried about went from 7.9 to 9.6. Platelets were good and ANC went from 507 to 660.

I was still concerned of why he has been feeling so tired and nausea especially since hemoglobin was good. He hasn’t really ate or drank anything to speak of since Monday. By this time, it was 1:15, the St Louis nurse said she would talk to the Dr and call me back. She called back at 1:30 and said we could go to Mt Vernon Hosp or come there but we needed to be there by 3:00. I told her, it might be 3:15 before we made it to their floor depending on traffic. Bennett and I made a mad dash to St Louis and sure enough we were in the clinic room at 3:15.

The Dr. said the nausea and throwing up is not a side effect of the chemo he had on Tuesday. She was surprised he was still feeling so bad. She thought he was dehydrated and needed an IV of fluids. She did a electrolytes test on him and it came back normal. She thought he might have a stomach bug. The main thing was to get fluids in him today and make sure he went to the bathroom. We were able to come home, left SLCH at 5.

He slept on the way home and still isn’t ready to eat or drink. The Dr. said he needs to try to eat some crackers and few sips of gatorade periodically to keep from getting dehydrated again.

I appreciated the poems from Kelly and Gloria, they touched my heart.

“O Lord, my strength and my fortress, my refuge in time of distress.” Jeremiah 16:19