Just as Johnny was about to get a sponge bath from a pretty ICU nurse the word came down that the room on 9 was ready. Looks like he will be showering himself tomorrow instead. He’s stoked. It’s midnight, and we are finally settling in to room 910. No more constant blood pressure cuff automatically inflating every 10 minutes. No more oxygen sensor taped to a finger or toe. A whole lot less hoses attached to his IVs. I never thought I would be glad to be here, but right now I’m very happy.
Johnny is feeling better too. While I was on my way to relieve Julie he called and asked me to stop at Wendy’s. He wanted two packages of chicken nuggets and a Dr. Pepper. After not eating for a whole week that was what he wanted, so that was what he got. He actually ate two nuggets, and took about two sips of the drink, so I got dinner too. It was still a big step for him.
Johnny got almost all of the second week of chemo today, and he did very well. Unbeleavable after the week he just had. It may be my imagination, but he is starting to get a little puffy around his jaw. Starting to look like a kid being treated for cancer again. I guess all the steroids may be starting to show.