We are back. A day earlier than we were expecting because of some difficulties Clara had today after her 4.5 hours of sedation while she had some scans and tests, but she's is doing better. In short when she was in recovery from the anesthesia her fever quickly spiked to 105, her skin was grayish/blue and her blood pressure was too low. The rapid response team came in and did some breathing treatments for some upper respiratory congestion and stabilized her and she started showing improvement. They took her to the PICU for the afternoon and evening for observation and then we were sent to the oncology floor tonight. She is doing much better, but is very worn out as you might imagine. I attribute my ability to stay calm during the drama to my daily pleadings to my Father in Heaven for peace and comfort. Thankfully, I had a peaceful calm assurance everything would be okay. If there ever was a time to not be calm, it was today. I am grateful for the power of prayer that undoubtedly aided in helping to stabilize Clara and myself.
The plan was for the 3rd round of chemo to start tomorrow, but that is on hold till they can determine (if possible) what the cause of her unrest was.
On to happier things...we went home for the weekend! For the first time in 6 weeks we got to go home. After being home for about 1 1/2 hours Clara got a fever which we believe to have been caused by dehydration since she had gone without food and drink till 5 pm because of sedation (another loooong story). It was pretty devastating for all of us since we had to leave and take her to the local hospital ER. The children didn't want to be separated so they went with us while she got checked in and then went back home. Six hours later at 3am Brian, Clara and I were back home.
The rest of the weekend was in short, heavenly, for all of us. My sister took some family pictures for us and I think they are just perfect (especially for an amature). Even though my boys were such stinks during the photo shoot, I look at these pictures and forget how agonizing it was to get them to cooperate! It sure was hard to drive away from those faces yesterday...the hope of another visit home keeps me going. Clara was at her best all weekend soaking it all in. Pure joy! I haven't seen her so happy and active in 2 months. I just kept thinking and saying over and over, "I love my life!" I really have it so good. The bumps in the road help me to see more clearly how beautiful life is.
(tomorrow hopefully I'll know the results of all these tests she has been having)