Back in the hospital; typing on the computer while C and Emily visit. Trying to give them some alone time. Jill and I have been checking our email and piddling around. C's in enough pain and drifting in and out of sleep that he doesn't want the tv on or anything so it is literally just us sitting in there staring at him. When he's lucid, he's been getting pissy towards both of us; understandable considering what he's going through but still hard to manage. I got chewed out Joan Crawford-style for not bringing his shower shoes today. No wire hangers evvvvvveeeerrrr!!!!!
The latest:
They did an MRI of his brain earlier today to check for spread
he's on morphine for pain, which he's beginning to refuse (hates feeling loopy)...and experiencing more pain
they gave him the option of putting a tube through his nose to his stomach to clear his small intestine or take a super-powered laxative to hopefully clear the obstruction in his bowels
he opted for the laxative (duh) but could only take half and vomitted twice from the nausea caused by abdominal cramping...there are still 3 more doses to go before the shit moves
unfortunately, the vomitting happened when he was getting ready for his cat scan. so, he may have vomitted most of the contrast dye up, which means the scan might have to be repeated. This could further delay the start of chemo.
waiting on pic line to start chemo
think that's it, gonna go back in now. feel tired and bloated, but otherwise doing well considering
2 comments:
you is one bossy blogger miss thang!
i think you should move some of this content to the other blog...hilarious to share.
i'd love it if he got a fungle infection from those nasty ass shower shoes. dude's had 'em since 2006, i bet...at least early '07. no tellin' what kind of jungle shit's on 'em.
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