Have a Heart (Rate)

Today we got a scare because a normal adult resting heart rate should be 60-90 but Dre's was 130 when we went in for Bleo Day. Armin, our sweetheart of a nurse for the day, gave Mom hydration (4 hours) after her Bleo just in case dehydration was causing the problem. It wasn't.

So we had to go get an EKG. The first one was abnormal. Davidson and I were in the waiting room as a 15 minute test turned into a 45 minute one while the lab folks called Wilshire to see what they wanted to do. Another test was ordered and thank goodness, it was alright. Now we're at home (Well, Uncle John folks' home but same difference these days!) with strict orders to head to the ER if she feels weak, has trouble breathing or her pulse speeds up again. The Bleomycin can affect heart and lung function so any time anything's off we have to act quickly.

The whole ordeal was tough on Mom because Bleo Day is always a challenge with flu-like symptoms and instead of about half an hour at Dr. Bosserman's getting Bleo and then going straight home to bed, we were running around and getting tests done and getting in and out of the car. She had to use a wheelchair because she was so weak and if you could have seen her little bald self looking so small in that chair, oh it was just heart-breaking.

Today's picture is of Dre and my husband Davidson (in case you've forgotten what he looks like because I sometimes feel I have...), who's down with Maverick, our pug/Boston terrier, for Thanksgiving. I'll post a picture of Mav later because, well, he's not the most photogenic of dogs. But, like every woof of a blind date - he's got a great personality!