On January 18, Clara Jean had her last chemo. What a day. There were times when I really thought that it would never get here. Dad, Lorri and Abby were all in town for the big event! The treatment itself went smoothly. The nurses sang to her and gave her presents and everyone in the infusion area clapped and cheered!! I only cried a little! (Lorri and Abby only cried a little too.)
The song that the nurses sang was so sweet. To the tune for the Oscar Meyer song..."Our patients have the cutest s-m-i-l-e-s. Our patients have the sweetest h-e-a-r-t-s. We love to see you every day...but now it's time for us to say...Pack your bags head out the door, you don't need chemo anymore!!!
We were all going to go out and have a celebratory lunch after chemo, but it took so long and we were all so hungry, so we opted for the Vandy food court instead. I have had many meals here and even though it is a food court, there is something comforting and nostalgic about it. Tom came over from work and joined us and it was just about perfect.
Friday the 12th, Clara was scheduled to have a bone scan, an x-ray series and a CT. It was a really hard morning for her. She has asked me over and over what will happen the scans don't come back clear. Friday morning so kept refusing to get dressed, she had a meltdown about her boots, she was talking like a baby, she kept snapping at Della and then she almost hyperventilated in the car. She couldn't catch her breath and I was honestly afraid that she was having or was going to have a panic attack.
To make matters worse when we got there they told us that Clara didn't have anything scheduled. That she had, but someone cancelled it. After over an hour of trying to figure out what happened, she had her x-ray series and we left. We had to come back over the weekend to have the MRI.
On Sunday the 14th, Clara's 8th birthday, she had the MRI. The MRI that told us her LCH was gone. The MRI that makes me tear up every time I think about it. The MRI that told us it was time to move forward.
