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| Friday, August 18, 2006 |
| 8.18.6 |
This moring I made my call to my mother and sister. I got my step-sister. My mother was on a much needed break and shopping with my granny and middle sister. Tracy, my youngest sis, and the one I am closest to, was not available because she was in her travel trailer crying and upset. When she went to give Max his morning meds he accused her of trying to kill him. Then when the nurses were working with him she was holding his hand and he told her that he would be glad when she was done, she told him that they were almost done and he said get away from me and pushed her hand away. He then told her that if she didn't get him up out of the bed she could not stay there. It just became too much for her. She don't want his last thoughts of her being that she is trying to kill him or doing harm to him. That is really bothering her. I tried to tell her that he don't know what he is saying but I guess it is just empty words actually.
I called this afternoon and the nurse was back. They had to call her to come out. He was dealing them a fit. He threatened to hit my mother and refused to take his pills. They finally got him to take his pills by my middle sister, Jerri, giving them to him. I was included in the conferrence that the nurse held with the family through the phone. It is bad. She said that by the symptoms that the cancer has now made it's way to his brain. She gave a lot of instruction on his pain medication, he has patches that they put on him, as well as his oral pain meds. The talk on meds was lengthy. It really affected me when she started talking about restraining him. She said she don't believe he could get up on his own but there is always the chance and we can't have that happening. I just can't imagine him being tied down. I mean it is just a loose restraint across the chest and around the back but it is still RESTRAINT. I would never want to be restrained, but it is for his safety. Then they talked about the packing in the incision where they took the lymph nodes out. She wasn't aware that it was still packed. So she went in there and took care of it. Come to find out it is infected and oozing puss, yet she said that it is not a concern even though it is infected. Not with the advanced stage he is at. It is all so sad.
My mother was in tears when I first called but by the time I hung up she was involved in cooking dinner and they were keeping her busy. Tracy was in better spirits as well. Tracy is coming to pick me up tomorrow and I am going to spend the weekend there. I missed the opportunity to see him when he was still aware of what was going on around him. Everyone says I don't want to see him this way but in my heart I just want to see him before he goes.
We had a very tiring day. The day started at 5 a.m. for me. Shower at 7:30. Gdoc at 9:00. Labs and referrals. Then we were off to WalMart to get Clay's school clothes out of layaway. Took forever there because associates have to have their layaway checked by management before leaving the layaway department. Management DID NOT think it was priority. OF COURSE. We are menial beings whose time means nothing. Oh well, I am just a bit edgy tonight. Anyway. We ate lunch at WalMart and done some light shopping and headed home. We got home at noon and had an hour and a half before we had to leave for my next appointment with the eye doctor. Nothing doing but we were bombarded by neighbors wanting to use our phone. That irritated me. They were here until time to go. We went to the eye doctor and got in on time, who would of thunk it. Right at 2. So I have my pressures read and my periperials tested. Wait on the doctor and was told everything looked fine. The next appointment was for Gary. The church set up this appointment and it was pro bono. One of the doctor's from church. Gary has a pretty bad hernia. He was referred to a surgeon. They spoke to the surgeon about our situation financially and they said they would work with us. I don't know what "working" means, but if it means making a $100 payment a month we just don't have it and I don't know what to do. Gary has to have the surgery. Right now Gary is on leave from work for the next week at least. Depending on how soon they get him in for surgery the leave may be extended longer. He has 197 hours of sick pay so I don't see an issue there. I just hope everything works out OK. Oh yeah, I bet you are wondering how we did all this today if the van is out of commission. Well, another member of the church loaned us one of their vehicles to use right now. These people are really God given.
I am so appreciative for all they are doing for us. I feel so blessed. Did I tell you that Gary's sister sent us a check for $200 dollars out of the blue? Yeah, Clay brought the mail in the other day and I opened it and there was no letter or anything, just the check. That is like them, they are not much on formalities, so not surprised at not getting a word or two.
Later. God bless. Teressa. |
posted by Teressa @ 6:45 PM  |
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I hope things get better soon
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Once the cancer travels to the brain, there's little that can be done except to increase the pain medication. I'm sure the dr told your family not to take to heart anything he might say from now on, it's not really him speaking. It's all wearing to the soul tho, and I will send up a little prayer that your family, esp. your mother, recieves all the strength they need to cope. I'm sorry for all you and your family is going thru. I just can't believe how quickly the cancer spread....love&hugs, Linda
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With all the bad things going on, it's nice to see such loving acts of kindness.
I'm sorry for all of the pain you're going thru. You & your family are in my prayers.
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I hope things get better soon