There's no place like home

We're home.  It was a long, miserable couple of days in the hospital, but we're home.  Justin was still feeling nauseous but was adamant about coming home Monday night.  Saturday's blog was very dark and full of anguish, and Sunday was much the same.  All Justin wanted to do was go home and be surrounded by the people he loves.  All day Monday he was counting down the hours until he could come home.  After the chemo is done, they have to flush it out of his system for 24 hours.  His chemo was finished at 9:30 on Sunday night, so 9:30 Monday night was the magic hour.  Monday around noon, a nurse came into his room with some good news.  It seems that the 24 hour flush is especially important after one particular drug and that drug was finished at 7:30 on Sunday so we could go home at 7:30!  We actually got out a little earlier than that and got home around 7:45.  We pulled into the driveway and were greeted with a "Welcome Home Justin" sign on the garage door.  Ryan (and some neighbour friends, I suspect) had been busy!  As we stood in the driveway, Trevor pulled a huge box out of the back of the truck.  To Justin's surprise, it was a punching/kicking bag.  Justin has taken Taekwondo and when he found out he had cancer, he had mentioned that he wanted one to write CANCER on and kick the crap out of it.  And he did just that! Even feeling as weak and crappy as he was, he round-house kicked it a few times.  It was short-lived, but really good to see that energy again.  As of yesterday, Justin is still having ups and downs with nausea.  He seems to feel really good, then it quickly turns and he feels really nauseous.  He is continuing to take his anti-nausea drugs and hopefully this will pass soon.  He also has jaw pain and feels achy all over, which are both side effects of the chemo.  Regardless of how he feels physically, his spirits are much better now that he is home.