Longest/scariest day of our life (except for maybe when Kylie was born). With the help of Courtney’s parents who arrived the night before, we woke up in time to get the girls to school and Aidan to a friend’s house and arrived at the Hematologist’s office at 9:30. First it was fill out paper work, then wait, then CBC #4, and more waiting, then chest X-rays and more waiting. Waiting is never a good thing, but I have to say that it’s even worse when what you're waiting for could potentially be the worse news you’ve ever received. Then Dr. Adams came in. He greeted us, sat down on the exam table in front of us, stared Courtney straight in the eyes, and, without hesitating, said, “You have Leukemia.” He went on to say that he didn’t know what kind yet, and we wouldn’t for at least a couple of days, but that it was aggressive and she needed to go to the hospital immediately to begin treatment and to protect her from infections. “You will be there receiving chemotherapy for the next six to eight weeks.” Those words were almost worse than hearing the word Leukemia. Immediately it set in that, for a few weeks, Courtney wouldn’t be able to do the one thing she loves more than anything else in this world – take care of her babies.
Dr. Adams suggested we go to the hospital that was most convenient for the extended stay that we were facing. We opted for Harris Methodist, as it’s two blocks from where I work and we were assured we would be in very capable hands. Within an hour we were checking into the ER where they stuck her with more needles to get more blood. After more than two hours of waiting in the ER we were moved to the oncology floor, to a private room (that could definitely use a coat of paint with some color), where we will be spending the next two weeks.
They don’t know what type of Leukemia she has yet, but one form requires a strong dose of Vitamin A to kill the mutant white blood cells. Since the Vitamin A is relatively free of adverse effects, and since it’s better to start now than later, they’re giving it to her now. At 11:00 PM Courtney took her first dose of chemotherapy. This was chronicled by Courtney’s brother Chris who came up as soon as he could, bringing with him much needed support and levity.
The first night went about as expected. Restlessness, disorientation and lots of tears.
3 comments:
Courtney,
I wish I could be with you and hear your voice. I just wanted you to know that you don't have to do this alone. When talking with Melissa she said we can do this then tried to correct herself saying I mean she can do this. But I agreed. We can help you through this. This is your community and we are here to help just as you have helped us out so many times.
Susette
Courtney, i am amy pennington's mom and i want you to know that when i read your blog - it totally broke my heart -- you are being put on our prayer list today and we will hold you and your family up as long as it takes -- know that amy speaks very highly of you -- may God give you strength, courage and comfort to battle this -- patty (megan's nana)
Dear Courtney, I can't imagine what you're going through right now. I hate that you have to fight this disease, but I know that your faith in God and the love of your family and friends will help you get through this. Please know that you are in our thoughts and prayers. You have many people who love and care about you. Love, Vicki
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