My mom called me today to let me know her chemo went OK. They reduced the amount of Benedryl (which apparently was making her legs ache) and they eliminated the Ativan (which I think was completely unnecessary, but I guess they added it thinking the episode where she couldn't breathe was an anxiety attack) so she was feeling much better after today's infusion. 3 down, 9 to go. She isn't quite sure what they will do next week. They might give her another Taxol infusion, or they might give her a Neulasta injection and have her take a week off from chemo so she doesn't get too run down.
DH is doing OK so far. He just finished his 2nd liter of solution, now he is supposed to drink 32 oz. of water before bed. Not that he will be able to sleep, because he will be on the potty all night!
I took DS to Chick-Fil-A for dinner so we wouldn't be eating in front of DH.
Poor DS is really sad. He feels like he is in trouble and being singled out for being who he is. Like he is a bad person and he is somehow deficient because he is not as mature as some of the other boys. I hope the discussion today was enough to get him moving in the right direction, but I know for a fact that there are plenty of times that I tell him to settle down and STOP being so silly and he doesn't stop.