Well, it finally happened. We always knew it could but hoped it wouldn't happen. Today at our clinic visit the doctor decided that it was time to admit Kenyon. I have been pretty emotional about it. But we already knew that I am a cry baby. It is really a good thing. Kenyon has been so sick and miserable with this GVHD. They will be able to take care of him and get him the treatment he needs.
Tonight he is back on that stupid bed and his arm is full of IVs. He is also drinking GoLytely (this big old jug of fluids). He gets to have a colonoscopy tomorrow. Fun stuff. He says that the drink is AWFUL. Apparently the pharmacy is out of flavor packets.
Hopefully we get nurse Richard again. Those were good times. It was actually nice to see a few of the nurses and aides that I haven't seen since this summer. They are so good to us up at BMT unit at University Hospital.
Oh and guess what - Gavin turned 5 today. He is miserable. He had a good day despite the sickness and he appreciates all the birthday wishes and gifts. Hopefully he will feel better soon.