Today was considerably shorter than yesterday's marathon. We left home a bit later than we did yesterday but arrived just about the same time. I often marvel at the lack of rhyme or reason when it comes to commuter traffic flow. Pete's nurse for yesterday and today, A3, got a healthy blood return both days. Similar to the traffic, you just shrug your shoulders at the unpredictability of Pete's port, giving a sigh of relief or cursing it under your breath as the nurse attempts to access it to draw blood.
After the usual weigh-in and taking of vitals was completed, A3 checked the pump, then hooked Pete up to a small bag for hydration. Dr R and A came in and gave us the hopeful news that if the blood work came back in good order and Pete felt that he would be able to drink enough water to maintain the necessary hydration level we could skip tomorrow and not return until Friday.
Dr R seems to feel that because of this new protocol that he learned about at the CTOS conference last week, Pete should not experience the low point on days 4-5 that he had experienced with the last 2 rounds of Ifosfomide. He'll be getting the same amount of drug, but administered over a longer period of time, so its toxicity is lessened. On our drive home Pete admitted that he was dubious that it would not occur, so I tried to get him to wait and see and not be so pessimistic.
Pete's IV was almost finished when A3 came in to give us the word that all the numbers were good and we could leave as soon as the bag was empty. When the alarm went off to indicate it was done, she came in, unhooked him, and we were on our way. We pulled into our driveway a little after noon.
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