It's been some time since I blogged. The reality is that things here got so incredibly busy that I was simply too exhausted or had literally no time at home to do so.
8 days ago we had the last round of chemo. He came home, as usual, full of ideas and plans. We played a round of trivlal pursuit and watched a doc about baseball. It was a reasonably good evening.
The next day we went to see a friend of ours for Coffee. He belittled and berated me for reasons unknown. he was picking fights in public about the weirdest and strangests things. insert Foreshadowing here.
The next day he went to radiation but came right home and went to bed where he stayed until well after 8PM which is unlike him.
The fourth of July dawned with him vomiting. spaced out with long durations at first it rapidly started to escalate. He was unable to keep food or liquid of any kind down.
By 10PM that night I was worried enough to suggest the hospital. He wasn't quite ready to go. I persisted in mentioning it about every 2-3 hours until 7 AM July 5 when He agreed to go. He wanted to go 911 but that would have taken him to a different hospital. He needed to go to the one where he was being treated. He felt he could ask the ambulance to take him there. I responded with "it's and ambulance NOT a cab!"
Once at the ER, they moved him through rapidly as he was an existing cancer patient. 20 minutes after walking through the door, I was escorting him into the treatment area where they would prep him for admittance.
That's when things turned bad.
He had a seizure in my arms in the hallway while waiting to go into the treatment room.
They ot him regulated and put him on a ventilator to assist his breathing. After 3 hours, they moved him into the ICU where he remained for 2 days.
They monitored his sodium and his potassium both which were dangerously low, they also tested and monitored his kidneys.
They took the tube out and woke him out of his sedation then momved him into the CCU as stepping place to a regular room. He spent 2 days there.
Last night he was moved to a regular rrom on the floor. He was able to see visitors outside of his mom and I.
The band showed up last night. It was a really super visit.
He's very depressed and I took some precautions in this regard. We have a 24 watch on him at this point and I or his mom are there whenever there are visiting hours. We encourage friends and family to come visit as well. He is slowly imrpving and even tried to eat today.
I hope to have him home with me by the weekend. Each day he gets stronger.
2 comments:
Thinking of and praying for you.
Thanks for the consistent updates. I've been out of town for a week taking a grad class, but glad to know what's going on. Sounds like he's turning a corner ::fingers crossed:: and obviously you alont with him. We're thinking about you and sending positive energy your way. <3
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