And so it begins again...

So Becca here at the end of Day 1.

By cycle 3 you start to get into a real routine. Brian got Mom to the hospital bright and early this morning and she set about setting up her mattress pad and healing altar and fleece throw and the other little touches that make the hospital room seem a little more homey and bearable.

It was a long morning though: there were a number of delays getting the central line put in (including the seemingly inevitable laying on gurney in a hallway for 20-30 minutes waiting for transportation to arrive) so Mom wasn't back up in the room and able to order lunch and get settled until 1 pm.

The Davis family four were there at that point and Mom got to have a little bit of baby bonding time and then some great chatting and interacting with Kai during which time Kai took full advantage of Mom's last real meal for a week to pilfer as many french fries as she could get away with.

Phyllis, who will be with Mom this week (thank you thank you thank you), arrived in the early afternoon in time for dose #1. One of the things you learn about IL-2 treatment is that the body starts recognizing it and reacting more quickly as you go through more cycles. It says...ah yes, I remember you...WHAM!

Evidently that's what's happening/going to happen this time (though it didn't so much on cycle #2 when we had been expecting it) as it only took that first dose this afternoon for Mom to be hit hard and have the wind taken out of her sails. Though not nauseous yet, she is already exhausted and feeling flu-y. The positive way to take that is that is certainly seems to indicate that her immune system is on the case and primed and ready to go.

Mom had a good visit in the early evening with the Bloomfield-Townzen family four including some nice Dashiell bonding.

Keep/Start sending healing and energy-filled thoughts up this way. Looks like Mom is definitely going to need them this cycle.

I'll do my best to keep things updated.