I am hoping
that we have started to turn the corner.
Things have been improving ever so slightly.
It took a
full day or two for the Benadryl to wear out of George’s system. Although the transfusion may have given some
energy because it raised his blood count and helped with the anemia, the
Benadryl gave him less energy to use.
On the plus
side, the mouthwash and pills for the mouth sores has had very good
results. The lips and tongue are nice
and clear. It will take a while for his
taste buds to grow back but every once so often he gets a sliver of taste. He is still not eating a lot – under 500 calories
a day is my guess. He is getting
cravings – but can only eat small amounts of whatever it is. Today it was a
bagel with shmear from Noahs’ Bagels. I told him he needs to promise that he will
have at least one nutritional drink a day whether it is Ensure, Ensure Clear or
Muscle Milk. Or maybe his mouth will be
up for a good Jamba Juice soon. That
will help!!
He still is
getting edema, mainly in his feet – and usually one foot or the other, not
consistently the same. He keeps them
somewhat elevated all day but a sitting position does not allow them to be
higher than his heart. And he still
cannot lay flat so that the feet can be elevated. However, at night it helps that he is more
reclined than during the day. I have
given a few foot massages in hopes of moving some of the fluid around. It would help if he got up and walked around
a bit more during the day and got the blood pumping on its own. Hopefully as he gets more strength that will
happen more.
Yesterday he
treated me and Sara to pedicures and lunch out [he did not go – he helped pay
for it]. Something “fun” for me to do as
there has not been a whole lot of fun in my life of late. He recognizes that. We have had some
discussions especially when I get very frustrated. He knows I am trying to help when I nag yet
he finds it physically and mentally impossible to sometimes do what I am
asking. I try to back off some but have
a hard time finding the balance between nagging and reminding. He says I did a better job today.
Today we
spent doing a lot of nothing. Although I
slept pretty well last night I am still quite tired. And he was not able to sleep much at all last
night yet he hasn’t done too much sleeping today either. He catnapped here and there but not really
very well. He is having some difficulty
breathing, not all the time but in certain positions. I told him he needs to be proactive and
contact the doctor about any concerns he might have and not wait until whenever
the next appointment happens to be.
I find that
I am missing sleeping in my bed but with his problems he spends the night
moving the head of the bed up and down (we have an adjustable bed) and also has
problems with leakage from his mouth when his CPAP is on so it is best for me
not to share a bed with him right now.
Until he can roll over and sleep on his side we will be “separate
sleepers”. This, of course, does nothing
to appease the fact that we need to experience some “together” time… so every
once in a while we might actually sit side by side on one of our couches – it
might involve hand holding – and sometimes it might also involve putting soft
music on and just sitting with or without conversation. That’s about the extent of what intimacy will
look like in our house for the time being.
Where we are
now is ahead of where we were a week ago.
We still have a long way to go – but we have to accept the small
strides. We wish it would go faster, we
are not where we thought we would be by this point in time. I guess we need to remember to be grateful
that we are here at all because certainly, 2 ½ months ago we did not think we
would have a chance of surviving this “c” word.
Yet, here we are – and we will come through this.
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