Alisa received her 7th dose Thursday morning. That was the goal for this week. We decided to try for one more and she received her 8th dose at 11:00 pm.
I waited up to wait for her shaking (almost always happens 1.5-2 hours after her dose) because I like to help the nurses (mostly I just put warm blankets on her, which doesn't help that much, while the nurses give her the drugs). I suggested if they just left the drugs in the room I could probably handle it, they didn't think that would work.
I am usually not awake when Alisa shakes at night, and I found out I am missing out on some fun. When she woke up she asked me where we were. When I told her we were at the hospital she was quite disappointed. Then she asked me where the kids were, she was obviously worried about them. She closed her eyes and 2 minutes later she asked me again where we were, then she asked when we would go home. 2 minutes later she asked me again, this time she just kind of sighed, and said "I thought we were in Vegas, this place is too nice to be a hospital.
Kind of funny, kind of sad. One of the side affects of the drug is fluid in the brain, which is why she is going a little crazy by the end of the week. They give her a test every day and constantly ask her if she has had any vivid dreams.
Looks like we won't be getting any more doses this week, but I guess we already knew that.