We went in for Carter's monthly chemo and check-up a few weeks ago. Everything went great, but slow. He's doing fantastic and is feeling great!
View from his hospital room.
There's lots of pink in the hospital.
This was when they were preparing to do his lumbar puncture. They give him something similar to laughing gas which helps with pain and anxiety. He did great of course.
Last week we were playing at the park when Carter somehow fell off a ledge, face-first, and hit his port on the ledge. He ran over to me crying hysterically and holding his chest. I was so scared! I looked at his chest and there was a big bruise already forming right above his port. I tried calling the hospital but no one spoke english and they eventually hung up on me. I really don't like this hospital. I had my french-speaking husband call later that evening once he got home from school. The nurse asked what time the accident happened and then asked why we didn't call sooner. Rrrrr. I know I'm in France and I should learn French and I'm trying, but I really thought there would be more resourced available, especially at a hospital while dealing with very important health issues of my child. Dennison took him in the next day to have everything checked out and it's all working perfectly still. I felt so relieved that he is fine and also that I wasn't the one who had to take him in! Thank you husband!