Coming home

Hooray! Steven gets to come home this morning. His methotrexate numbers are down this morning to .10--just enough to release him from the hospital. He may even make it home in time for church.

My last post was a little innaccurate. I guess what they test is his blood to see if the chemo is gone. It is an expensive test--something like $500 each time they do it. They test him several times during the first 24 hours to make sure his body is clearing it and after that they only test him once a day. So if he tests at .12 or even .11, they have to wait until the next day to test again and then release him. Having any of this chemical stick around in your body is really dangerous, so they have to keep fluids going all the time to flush it out.

In other news, for the first time in my life I care about March Madness. Maybe it is just something to think about other than cancer. Go BYU! Even Rob is cheering for the Cougars this year (along with the Buckeyes). Steven was in an overflow area in the hospital this stay instead of the locked down ICS unit. I brought two of his cousins up to watch the game last night. It was great fun. He even watched most of it, but he was perhaps more interested in the book on nuclear distasters I brought him from the library. He is liking basketball, but I think we know where his real interests lie. His nurse said he hadn't seen a kid his age that liked CNN so much.