Saturday, September 5, 2009

One more night, we hope

We're staying one more night here at the Hotel St. Barnabas. The Boy's chemo finished at noon, and he had his mesna medications at 12, 3, and 6. His hydration was complete around 11. Theoretically, we could have gone home.

I wasn't for it, though, even discounting the huge factor of nurse help during Diaper Hell night. The only things he's eaten since lunchtime on Wednesday have been a small handful of noodles, a slice of watermelon, and two bowls of cereal. That's around 400 calories for 2 days. Not good.

I know that that's only chemo side effects, but it's not like he's got an extra couple pounds of chub to burn off.

Good thing we kept him, though. He had a large vomit attack after The Wife brought the other baby home. That would not have been fun to deal with at home.

In other news, he's been a real pain in the butt tonight. Real toddler stuff: fits, tantrums, no no no no no, and just plain orneriness.

(And how is it that orneriness came up in the iPhone spell helper? Is it that common a word?Weird.)

1 comment:

The Reluctant Crunchy Mama said...

We're on the same boat as far as the toddler stuff. I feel like I spend all day saying "all done" or "no." I think the Love & Logic author who said parents will enjoy when their kids misbehave either was on something, does not have kids, or his kids are too old for him to remember!