Rounding Third, Heading Home

Whew, we're done. We had to skip the 2pm dose on Sunday, due to low blood pressure, but took the 10pm dose last night. Bobby had the rigors at midnight, followed by an assortment of issues, including more low blood pressures, which kept him from taking the last dose this morning.

Needless to say, we didn't sleep much, but that's been the case all week. I nearly came unglued over the heart monitor at 4am this morning. It picks up every little thing and beeps an alarm. At one point I watched the clock and counted 187 beeps in 7 minutes, none of which actually required attention, so it begs the comparison to the little boy who cried wolf. It felt like some bizarre form of torture, which then made me wonder just how well Jack Bauer would hold up under the whole IL2 experience (we watched 24 last night). To be fair, the nurse was finally able to change out the equipment and the false alarms were less frequent.

So, all in all, they are still calling it a very successful round, getting 10 of 14 doses. We're just glad it's over. We will leave here for Memphis either late this afternoon or in the morning, depending on how long it takes to get the BPs stable and off the Neosynephrine. The plan is still to be in Tulsa for Thanksgiving.

Speaking of Thanksgiving, we are very thankful for so many things. I thought about writing a list, but knew I would omit something someone had done. So suffice it to say, we have appreciated each and every prayer, encouragement and kindness shown to us by friends, family and even the new acquaintances we've made here at Vanderbilt. God has used each of you to truly bless us. Thank you. Love, Juli