Thursday, July 30, 2009

First Chemo

Yesterday was rough. They had trouble with the port and could not get the needle in. I will spare you the detail, because I don't want to think about it. They decided to put the needle in his arm. Then they had to poke dad a few times before the nurse could find the right vain. All the poking and prodding was very painful. It was hard to watch. My dad received his first treatment.

It was hard to see so many surfing and sick people.I have been told I have the "gift of mercy." I am still not convinced that is such a good thing.

I came home and cried for a long time and went to bed.

The good news is Dad had a good night last night. No nausea. No fever.

1 comment:

KARNA said...

i remember the first time I took Jeff to chemo..(they have one special kind for MS) go 4x a year for only one hour of was cobalt was a sad place to be even for an hour...i saw one man so terrified I about cried sitting could just see the fear on his face....i never forgot him. I'm glad I can pray for your Dad