Our Cowboy Courageous endured six containers of chemicals today--small bags, big bags, colored bags, little needles full, big needles full, on and on for more than two hours.
But he's okay.
His platelets were bad, and the Onc was on the verge of sending him home, but they decided to give him the chemo if he would come back tomorrow for a Neulasta shot (which we hope won't give him bone-shattering pain!) to try to rev up his white cells and give him some immunity. He also needed a transfusion of Magnesium.
Right this MINUTE, he feels okay, but is SUPER UPSET that the local TV Channel Higher Powers BLOCKED the Phillies game last night which turned out to be (his words) "One of the great games in baseball history!!! 19 innings!!! Second baseman turns out to be the winning pitcher!!!"
Frankly, I'm glad his Phillies Irk has gotten his mind off his chemo. He sure isn't thinking about Vinblastine right now! Rather, he wants to VinBLASTine the entire organization called Dish Network right this minute.
Love to all.
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