Saturday was great - Bruno officially graduated from pre-K and Gianni got out of PEC just as planned.Graduation was fun; G'ma and G'Pa Walker made the trek from Lincoln to witness the deed - complete with balloons, camera, and celebratory graduation lunch (corn dog* and chocolate ice cream). Bruno was quite the star and was the only kid who got to hold a microphone during the encore version of "Its a Small World After All" - apologizes in advance for putting even the hint of that song in your heads, but I was very proud.
Bruno and I made it back to the hospital around 4pm; just enough time for Bruno and a new hospital friend to play a few rounds of video games in the play center and for Tony to catch to catch us up on Gianni's day. The nurses at PEC were astonished at how quickly we were outta there! We had timed her MESNA flush down to the minute and finished all the paperwork early so that immediately after her two "exit procedures" (arm band-aid [sub-Q catheter] and de-access of her port) we could pop her in the stroller and run out the door. That is exactly what we did.
Nice, quiet, late dinner at home and everyone gets to sleep in their own beds!
Sunday was exciting too - big five alarm fire in the 'bane. Luckily no homes were lost and the damage seems to be restricted to the hillside - but just no rest for the weary! Kudos to the CDF, pilots, and all the hot shots on the hill, they did an amazing job.
Clinic on Monday - Tony took Gianni and her baby... how cute (Gianni was adorable as well).
We continue to giver her the G-CSF shots at night, but other than that we've got nothing hopitally planned until Thursday's clinic.
* At the restaurant I spent 10 minutes trying to explain to Bruno exactly what a corn dog was . . . pre-cancer the kids never got "treats" like that. He looks at me like I'm speaking in a completely different language and says, "Yeah mom, Uncle David gave me these like, four years ago!"
