|Water, water, no where.|
|Outside the pediatric procedures suites at Memorial-Hermann.|
Eli had the first injection of the dose escalation trial of methotrexate into the fourth ventricle this morning. It was very simple. It only took about 15 minutes including prep time. The needle into the catheter at the back of his neck is smaller than the one they use to access his port. We did not have any numbing cream or “freezy spray,” the doctor just stuck it right in the back of his neck, and Eli
|The infusion and flush into the catheter.|
So, the first treatment came and went with little attention and no fuss. We lucked up with a parking place next to the elevator, the research nurse on the trial met us at the front to walk us to the new procedures suites. The kids, sans Eli, stopped to watch TV in the waiting room right outside the suites while we went in. Then we were done. We
The next treatment will be Thursday, and unless there is a problem, we don’t even go for a check-up. We had a fun couple of days before Vic went home to get the girls Saturday. Since we just had the boys, we wanted to do something that maybe the girls wouldn’t care anything about, so, on Friday, we visited the Railroad Museum in Galveston, and ate at Rain Forest cafe (which the girls would like, but it was cheaper without them) kind of for Vic’s birthday, but mostly for the boys to enjoy with him. We drove around some, noting what we figured was devastation from Katrina and lack of money to repair what was
|Getting ready for the first|
injection, putting our super on.
|Eli wanted to bring Eli Bear for|
his own picture adventure.
Vic went home Saturday, then the boys and I attended worship at Pearland Church of Christ in Pearland on Sunday. If Eli handles this treatment so well, we wouldn’t necessarily have to be right in the medical district, as we were thinking to be near the main hospital. And only coming to the
|Caleb likes to "be funny" and thought this would look funny.|
direction, but it seems to me that 288 rarely has the trouble that the interstates do. I’m probably wrong and will sign a three-month contract and get burned about that). If we go a bit outside of Houston, we get a lot more bling for our buck. And Pearland is almost as straight of a shot as you can get to the medical district with very nice apartment complexes right on the exit of the main highway going into Houston, and there is a Memorial-Hermann emergency room on that exit as well. So, the boys and I visited the small congregation, which, as you would expect with anywhere one goes, was
Vic and the girls arrived late Sunday night after them having been to Bible camp. Abbey is nurturing another awful case of poison ivy on
|The kids waiting on "Bill" to hit.|
Monday, we had our appointment for the injection, then we spent the rest of the afternoon looking at apartments. Please, don’t feel obligated to send me information about housing. I can’t imagine that you will send me something that I don’t already know. I know about the Ronald McDonald House, but I have more than their limit of four people. They will not make an exception (at least the one in Memphis would not, assuming that is consistent), there is a reason for the rule, and the “C” card just doesn’t play there. Most medical housing has the four-person limit, and most have
|The boys with the "Ghost Travelers" at the depot.|
So, today, while we are all checking our weather channel apps, we took the opportunity to avoid being cooped up and visited some apartments in the medical district to compare prices to be sure. As one would expect, it’s all a trade-off. We could be closer, in not as nice of an apartment for more cost or cheaper and farther away in a little nicer place. So, it is a hard choice, but I’m leaning toward Pearland just to be away from the big city and save a little money, and chance it with the traffic. Abbey and I went back
Thank you for all that you do, and the large part that you play in Eli’s little life.