Radiation is a funny thing. Everyone is exposed to it but you really want to limit any unnecessary exposure, just to be on the safe side. And safe we are being here at the Huntsman Cancer Hospital.
Henry's hospital room is like a regular room but with a better TV. Everything that he will be in contact with is covered with paper or plastic wrap. He is confined to walking on the paper to and from the bathroom. Since his only job right now is to drink and pee, he's good. Jay and I are limited to a small corner of the room. There is a lead screen in place to minimize our direct contact with whatever radiation Henry is putting out. If we walk across the room to leave (get some food, go to the bathroom) we have to put on booties, a gown and gloves and take them all off before we leave the room. It takes us longer to put on the gear than to walk across the room. But it's only until we are released (hopefully tomorrow by lunchtime or so) so we'll deal with it.
He was incredibly mad to find out that he needed an IV today. He got even madder when it took the tech three tries to find a vein that wouldn't collapse. Sigh. But Mr. Rock Star had a whole host of people waiting to meet and help him so he feels better now. The treatment doesn't seem to have caused any ill side effects. He has an unlimited supply of popsicles, juice and soda. He has two basketball games on tap to watch tonight. Right now, he's feeling pretty good about things. And so are we. Our hope of a nice, easy, boring day in the hospital are being met. I don't think we can ask for much better than that.
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You are in our thoughts and prayers! Keep up the positive attitude!
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