Stop the World--I Want To Get Off

Well, it has been an action-packed 24-hours!  As Ernie was preparing to take his 10 PM pills, we realized that we made a mistake on his 2 PM pills.  Instead of taking 1-8 mg anti-nausea pill, he took 4-8 mg pills.  We confused this medicine with another that comes in a 2 mg tablet.  Luckily, we had our trusty refrigerator magnet with the 24 hour John's Hopkins hot line number.  Within 10 agonizing minutes, an oncologist assured us that this dosage was nothing to worry about and to resume the normal schedule.  We now have much more empathy for our parents trying to keep all of their drugs straight.

Then this morning we had to leap into action as we only had until 11 AM to vacate our 1 BR apartment.  Of course, this was also a comedy of errors.  Moving carts that we reserved were missing and we had to go prowl around the parking deck to see if we could discover where they were abandoned. 

After the  move was complete, Earl had to be hauled to the vet as he would was highly unresponsive this morning--refusing to eat or play.  Of course, by the time we got him there he was acting normal.  They took his blood and will call us tomorrow. 

We capped off the day by going back to the hospital pharmacy to replace the drugs that Ernie consumed in error.

Of course, these are minor inconveniences compared to the job of fighting cancer.  Ernie held up admirably under all of this.  He is taking many fewer pain pills since his chemo and has had no nausea.  His hiccups also seem ot be less frequent.  He is currently taking a well-deserved nap on the couch--resting up for our guests. 

One of the views from our new apartment