Now we are back in the thick of things and I need to get my game face back on. We got up dark and early this morning to be admitted to the OR. After a short wait (it would almost feel weird if we didn't have to wait) I gave Averi a kiss and once again put her life in a stranger's hands.
First, the surgeon put in a new broviac. It had to be placed on the right side this time since there is now permanent scarring from having the previous broviac on the left side. He told me he would make the exit spot on her chest parallel to the other one but they are super lopsided and would drive me crazy if they were on me. Now Averi not only has two sets of nipples, they don't even match up.
After the surgeon was done, another bone marrow biopsy was performed. Everything went great. The anesthesiologist even gave her a steroid to help with her post-op croup and she came out of recovery sitting up and playing. It was amazing! (In case you are wondering, I spent all of my worries today on her care in the PACU, where that idiot nurse gave her meds without cleaning her line first. Luckily it turned out okay.)
We spent the rest of the day cuddling and napping. Being the crappy mother that I am, I left the camera at home, but I promise she is still super cute. Hopefully the results of her biopsy will come back tomorrow and she can finally get started on Cycle 2. Is it weird that I'm happy we are on the oncology floor?