Oona and I arrived in New York yesterday morning and are settled into this amazing apartment, thanks to Amanda and Sarah and Douglas. Mom's first days after chemotherapy have been mostly good--her pain is better, and the nausea hasn't been bad, thanks in part to the medication they gave her for it.
But she had a rough night last night, and felt so poorly this morning that she wasn't able to get up to eat and take her meds, and clueless me didn't realize that if she doesn't answer the phone it means go there now, so she didn't get her pain medication or steroid pill or the other three she's supposed to take with breakfast until 2 hours later than normal. Bad nurse. She also has a little fever today--100.5, so borderline for alerting her doctor, but I called anyway--we'll probably take her in if it goes much higher, but I really don't want to drag her to Urgent Care to get another x-ray, blood work and other tests unless it's really warranted--she's just not up for a cab ride right now, and needs sleep more than anything, I think. She and Oona are napping together now; for a bit I couldn't tell whose breathing I was hearing.
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blessings to all. prayers and mega-good thoughts for all. hugs for all, too. wendy
Jennifer - thanks for updating this today. I hadn't read it yet when I called earlier, and definitely want Janet to get her rest. I feel so much better knowing you are there, and I know she was so excited to see you. Love, Katrin
Much love to all of you. We kept the other half of your immediate family company for part of the day. I am sure that your mom slept better for having Oona by her side.
xoxox
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