Sunday - sorry so long in posting
I didn't realize it had been so many days since I'd posted last. When I logged in here, it's been since Tuesday. Where did the week go?
Danny felt and ate pretty good for a few days this week. But starting Friday afternoon, he hasn't felt too well and his appetite is down again. I've encouraged him to eat if at all possible because the body needs fuel to work and to heal.
He was nauseas for the past couple of days, too. I suspect it's a result of the chemo he had Tuesday. They told us it might be up to a week before he gets sick. The doctor gave him a scrip for anti-nausea medicine and I finally convinced him to take it last night. He took another dose this morning. He's been sleeping a lot, too, and I wonder if the med could be doing that?
His radiation dr. told him he could stop taking the Maalox "cocktail" and the percocet unless pain in his esophagus or the painful reflux returns. Then he can take more as needed but as long as those symptoms didn't show up, he could stay off of them.
I went shopping for groceries yesterday. We'd been just picking up this and that, but Danny said he felt good enough to stay here and I made him promise not to go outside and try to do things until I got back home. It took me about 2 1/2 hours or so to get there, shop, and return home again but we were running short of things he could eat that didn't hurt him to swallow.
After I got home I was too tired to do much of anything else. The stress is beginning to take its toll on me, I think.
Beth was home this morning so I went to church. She just left a few minutes ago to go to her church. I have a crock pot of beef stew on and it's nearly done. I'll throw some crescent rolls into the oven to have with it.
I think after I eat, I'll try to take a nap. I feel like I haven't slept in a month. Danny will probably nap all afternoon, too.
Tomorrow, after radiation, we'll meet my sister, mother, and one of my older brothers in town. I haven't seen him in years (he used to live in NY state and now lives in FL) and we'll all meet and eat lunch. I'm anxious to see him. He's got heart problems and I was afraid I'd never see him alive again. I'd also like to see my brother in MO, but I don't know when I'll get to do that. He's also not well. When families live so far from each other it's hard to see everyone when we want to. These brothers have their wives and children, and even grandchildren, around them, so I know they're in good hands and loved.
Danny felt and ate pretty good for a few days this week. But starting Friday afternoon, he hasn't felt too well and his appetite is down again. I've encouraged him to eat if at all possible because the body needs fuel to work and to heal.
He was nauseas for the past couple of days, too. I suspect it's a result of the chemo he had Tuesday. They told us it might be up to a week before he gets sick. The doctor gave him a scrip for anti-nausea medicine and I finally convinced him to take it last night. He took another dose this morning. He's been sleeping a lot, too, and I wonder if the med could be doing that?
His radiation dr. told him he could stop taking the Maalox "cocktail" and the percocet unless pain in his esophagus or the painful reflux returns. Then he can take more as needed but as long as those symptoms didn't show up, he could stay off of them.
I went shopping for groceries yesterday. We'd been just picking up this and that, but Danny said he felt good enough to stay here and I made him promise not to go outside and try to do things until I got back home. It took me about 2 1/2 hours or so to get there, shop, and return home again but we were running short of things he could eat that didn't hurt him to swallow.
After I got home I was too tired to do much of anything else. The stress is beginning to take its toll on me, I think.
Beth was home this morning so I went to church. She just left a few minutes ago to go to her church. I have a crock pot of beef stew on and it's nearly done. I'll throw some crescent rolls into the oven to have with it.
I think after I eat, I'll try to take a nap. I feel like I haven't slept in a month. Danny will probably nap all afternoon, too.
Tomorrow, after radiation, we'll meet my sister, mother, and one of my older brothers in town. I haven't seen him in years (he used to live in NY state and now lives in FL) and we'll all meet and eat lunch. I'm anxious to see him. He's got heart problems and I was afraid I'd never see him alive again. I'd also like to see my brother in MO, but I don't know when I'll get to do that. He's also not well. When families live so far from each other it's hard to see everyone when we want to. These brothers have their wives and children, and even grandchildren, around them, so I know they're in good hands and loved.
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