Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Home again, home again, jiggety jigg

After a short (well long because I did NOT sleep) night in the hospital, I am home. Home again, home again, jiggety jigg. In my own bed. Phew!

As much as I grumbled yesterday when the nurses downstairs in outpatient infusion insisted on admitting me because of my low counts, and the nurses upstairs were sure I'd be discharged after I got my precious and energizing blood, the on-call oncologist voted to keep me overnight to administer today's chemo upstairs.

Well done, Dr. Rodriguez. Even if I complained about sleeping another night on that rubber mattress and facing the thought of hospital food right when my appetite was making its way back. It paid off today when I had a major reaction to the chemo they would have given me downstairs this morning. Instead, my primary oncologist, Dr. Feigert, was on the 8th floor, and the two very best chemo nurses immediately jumped on and saved me with an emergency dose of steroids and ativan.

Thank goodness, because I could NOT breathe and I thought I was going to die.

But I am alive to tell the tale. And I'm home in my own bed. And we have a plan for that same chemo treatment on Friday morning (premed with steroids and ativan).

Tender mercies all around, friends. I had an added dose of humility and gratitude for being in the right place at the right time, for capable medical hands and meds, and for a renewed determination to rise up.

And I still loved the breeze I felt when I was rolled out of the hospital again!


Jennifer said...

I was just thinking about you!

My goodness your room looks so cozy and inviting. Just like you, you know.

love you forever JR.

Julie said...

So glad you are back at home!

Laurel said...

a.) I love your room. LOVE
b.) I like it when you are home.
c.) I DON'T like it when you are at the hospital unless you are having a reaction and need good professionals nearby. Then that is okay.
d.) I adore you
e.) I miss you
f.) I can't not pray for you every single day. do you know that? It's like "Heavenly Father, please help me find my husband and please bless Jenny Reeder." it's like all the same importance.
g.) xoxo

Leslie Green said...

Thank goodness for good doctors and nurses!! We're sending you much love from the mid-west!!

Hope said...

I just love love love you and your outlook on life. So glad you were in His hands!

Deana Lunt said...

There is nothing like a Reeder Jiggety Jigg. Love you!!

Artsy Aut said...

So glad you are home! And I totaly love your room! No wonder you love your bed, its adrable and looks so comfy! Keep feeling better!

LuAnn said...

I'm glad your hospital stay was short! I was hoping to drive you around tomorrow (finally well around here), but someone beat me to it. But just as well considering Jack's nose started oozing again. And who is Laurel...I like her. :)