3 Month OT Scans

I accompanied Jacob to the hospital for his 3 month off treatment follow up scans today. He had a CT & an ultrasound scheduled. We played Phase 10 in the waiting room. The game was close. After finishing his orange drink, he was called in to get his IV for the contrast. He stood up and said, "Mom, could you just wait here and watch our game. I can do this on my own."

I've gotta say how proud I am of Jake. Just three months ago he was in tears getting the IV & he was vomiting BEFORE getting his port accessed (needle put into his chest & through his port-a-cath). I also had a sneaking suspicion that he had a REALLY GOOD hand that he wanted a chance to play.

The nicest nurse came in to talk to me. She recognized me, but she didn't recognize Jacob. His hair is so full and curly and blond. It originally came in so dark, but it's color looks so much like last summer - sunkissed. The curls are new & adored.

Sure enough he whooped me good in our card game.

The radiology technicians are so friendly. They kind of have a rough job. Their patients & families are PRAYING that there will be NOTHING to see on their fancy scan. We want it to be boring, routine, & CLEAR. I imagine it's much more medically interesting to see a difficult case. But then they also have to look into the faces of those families and know that the report they are sending back to doctor is going to crush them. Kind of a rough job.

We won't get an official report until next week.

Next we went to ultrasound. I watch this one being done. I couldn't see anything suspicious on the monitor. All the clicking and measuring sounded normal, but what do I know.

Later we went to the car to fill Jacob up with PopTarts for breakfast. We played a second game of Phase 10 (I lost that too) as we waited for his port to be flushed by the oncology nurse at the clinic. The clinic was totally crowded. The kids getting labs, doctor check-up, & chemo are going to be there FOREVER. I was so happy that Jacob wasn't getting chemo. Having all those chemicals in his system really made him and me sad.

I watched a three year old help the oncology nurse push in his saline between chemos. His biggest concern was that they were going to give the medicine in his line and NOT by injection in his arm. He didn't care how many medicines there were or how much he would throw up later - just no needles. Then he continued building his blocks & talking to the nurses. Cutie.

Finally we returned to Denny's Diner which has become our special date place. Jacob ordered alien pancakes minus the cherries & cream with chocolate milk.