Kirsten and I again traveled to Dana-Farber Cancer Institute in Boston Thursday. It wasn’t a scheduled follow-up appointment, but after the week Kirsten recently spent in the hospital, and the possibility that her hypertensive crisis episodes are chemo-related, Dr. Kulke wanted to see her before she starts her next round.
Our appointment was too early for us to be able to take the train down, so we drove. It was an uneventful drive, and the Dana-Farber parking is by valet, which was nice. As always, Kirsten had her blood drawn in the lab prior to our consultation.
When Dr. Kulke came in, he was concerned. Kirsten’s potassium level was dangerously high (5.9). It’s possible it was a false reading, he said, but they weren’t taking any chances. He said we couldn’t return to Maine until they got it figured out. He said they’d put her on IV fluids and Lasix. If that didn’t work, they’d have no choice but to admit her into the hospital. We didn’t talk much about the chemo, and my questions were basically answered with shrugs. At this point, nobody knows what’s going on.
We were sent to the eighth floor where Kirsten was put in a heated massage chair in an infusion suite. A couple of very cute nurses finally got her IV in and started the fluids. It was pretty cushy, and everybody was very nice. After an hour or so, a new blood draw showed normal potassium levels and we were cleared to go.
On the way home, we stopped by Fenway Park to buy me a new Red Sox cap.
In the evening, we hung out at Elements in Biddeford. It was nice.