Last Thursday Adelaine got her monthly dose of Vinchristine and began steroids again. We had lots of parties and plans for this weekend, but Adelaine and I just stayed home and sent the guys. Vinchristine is so rough. I can’t wait until we are all done with this. Now that we only go to the clinic once a month, she has definitely lost her groove. She screamed and cried and begged me not to take her there. It broke my heart to have to do it. By the time we got there, we were both crying about it. I think it was somehow comforting to her to see me cry because as I cried I explained that I didn’t want to make her go any more than she wanted to, but it was just something that we have to do to make sure that her cancer never comes back. I went on to tell her the good news that we only had five more visits and we would never have to go back again, her reply, “Only five more visits… that will take forever!”

After lots of tears, and a promise of a Wendy’s Chocolate frosty, we made it through another painful port access and another nasty dose of chemo. She gave everyone there the cold shoulder and made it known that she was NOT HAPPY about her morning. She also announced that this was the, “Worst day of my life”! I explained that while she was indeed having a bad morning, the entire day was not ruined and that as soon as we leave we would have a beautiful day, and we did! When we got back into the car Adelaine announced with a big smile on her face, “Only four more treatments to go!” She did that math all by herself!

Late yesterday afternoon the family took a trip to the beach. We all had a lot of fun! We are planning to go back to our traditional Sunday afternoon beach trips again. This afternoon Adelaine has a follow up visit with the ENT, but I don’t foresee any problems.

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