Done

We are done with the first year of hospital chemotherapy. 11 months, 105 days in the hospital, multiple clinic days, countless home medications... we are done. This past week we spent our final 5 nights in the hospital, Henry sailed through it! We were thrown an end of chemo party. We had pizza, cookies and Henry's favorite: Cheetos. He took handfuls of Cheetos from the bag and placed them on his plate... stock piling them. Nurses, doctors and other team members took time to visit, say goodbyes and grab some free food.

To pass time, Henry read books. I have most of them memorized...

I think he looks like a teenager in this picture.

Taking a nap before the last dose of chemo was started.

The new Randall Children's hospital is complete. We watched most of it being built during the past 11 months.

Me and Henry.

And like that... It's DONE!

After the chemo was done, we had to stay overnight for hydration... Henry and I took a walk through the hospital. He led, I followed with the IV pole. We saw the fish tank, found the elevators, went to the water fountain in the atrium, spent 10 minutes "moo-ing" at a cow, found the elevators again, stopped by to see the paper mache animals, tried to break into the playroom, and finally returned to the room. I merely followed him... he knows the hospital quite well.

Fish tank.

Walking the halls.

Taking a rest on the couch.

The final morning. Eggs for breakfast.

Lucas taking our bags out. I admit, I cried. What a long journey we've had. Unit 35, our home away from home for almost a year. In 6 weeks, it will be moved to the new children's hospital... while we will visit the nurses, we will (hopefully) never be back. Such good, bad, happy, sad emotions...

Before we left, Chelsea's closet was giving away costumes. Henry grabbed a "Woody" costume, Owen was super excited to become Spiderman. He wore it for the rest of the day.

Henry was VERY happy to be going home.

Now we wait, as the two "big gun" chemos kick in, Henry's WBC count will plummet quickly. If he spikes a fever, we will go back to the hospital for a few more days... but I'm hoping that was it. No more nights on the small windowsill couch, no more hospital food, no more "big gun" chemo!!