Vivienne is in the medicine room getting her G-CSF right now, the daily IV medicine she gets to bring her ANC up after chemotherapy.
Most kids get this by a quick, subcutaneous injection that the parents give at home. There are times that this sounds like a breeze, because it would dramatically reduce our time-consuming daily visits to the medicine room. But, of course, we would have to stick Vivi with a needle and both Justin and I immediately agreed that unless there was some clinical reason that the injection was better, pigs will fly before we stick needles in that sweet baby.
She is just so incredibly sweet. She's been throwing up constantly since the Cisplatin, each day we hope it will get better and maybe it does, but only a tiny little bit. It's not bothering her all that much to throw up, and she is keeping some food down, but it makes me miserable to see her that way. I feel sick inside when she is sick, or hurting, or unhappy (and I think that is why I was overreacting and so irrational before we left the hospital yesterday).
She's been so snuggly though. Last night and again this morning I cleaned her up gently with a warm washcloth, covered her in vanilla oatmeal baby lotion and gently patted her dry. She and I wrapped up in what we call "The Julie Blanket," an incredibly soft blanket Julie gave us. It's both pretty, soft and really warm. Vivi is so happy when she is warm, hugged and talked to. She really, really likes to hold hands and have her bottom patted. Usually she'll then eat a bit, keep it down and fall asleep. This morning, Vivi and I fell asleep cuddling in bed watching Popeye.
Most kids get this by a quick, subcutaneous injection that the parents give at home. There are times that this sounds like a breeze, because it would dramatically reduce our time-consuming daily visits to the medicine room. But, of course, we would have to stick Vivi with a needle and both Justin and I immediately agreed that unless there was some clinical reason that the injection was better, pigs will fly before we stick needles in that sweet baby.
She is just so incredibly sweet. She's been throwing up constantly since the Cisplatin, each day we hope it will get better and maybe it does, but only a tiny little bit. It's not bothering her all that much to throw up, and she is keeping some food down, but it makes me miserable to see her that way. I feel sick inside when she is sick, or hurting, or unhappy (and I think that is why I was overreacting and so irrational before we left the hospital yesterday).
She's been so snuggly though. Last night and again this morning I cleaned her up gently with a warm washcloth, covered her in vanilla oatmeal baby lotion and gently patted her dry. She and I wrapped up in what we call "The Julie Blanket," an incredibly soft blanket Julie gave us. It's both pretty, soft and really warm. Vivi is so happy when she is warm, hugged and talked to. She really, really likes to hold hands and have her bottom patted. Usually she'll then eat a bit, keep it down and fall asleep. This morning, Vivi and I fell asleep cuddling in bed watching Popeye.