Short post. PROMISE!
1. He had his ECHO at the hospital today. Took from 9:30 till noon. I went in for it, and as soon as I saw his heart on the sonogram screen, I started crying and cried through the whole thing. Yes, I'm ridiculously emotional, but I started thinking: when you first are pregnant, the first thing they show you is that heart, and here is his beautiful and holy, godly, kind, generous, and virtuous heart, still beating after all these years. Then I thought, this is the heart that loves me, the heart I live in, the core of the life that means everything to me (his life), and look how fragile and funny it looks, moving all around, like a disco dancer, I was thinking. It doesn't just beat. It moves all over the place. I didn't know that. At first I felt horror, that it was squiggling all over. And I was scared. But then I thought, this is the altar of his life, and I'm looking at it, and I just wept and wept. Silently, luckily. Or the tech might have thrown me out. I put my sunglasses on, even tho the room was dark, and just cried. The test took an hour, and the results will be sent to Onco Bronco in time for Monday's appointment. If his heart isn't up to par (and he does have a 2nd degree blockage), he won't qualify for the ((((((("red devil"))))))) chemo, then not sure where we will go from there.
2. NEW SYMPTOM: Falling! He started falling today. He fell in the downstairs bathroom and called for me, but was up before I could get there. But then at 7, he got up from bed for dinner (grilled talapia, broccoli, rice, corn) and he started to fall by the bed, caught himself, but then fell HORRIBLY, landing full body on a low bedside table, crashing the lamp to smithereens, spilling his water, knocking everything off the table, and unable to get up till I came and helped him. We made a big joke about it, after seeing the lamp crushed into its new Dr. Seuss reincarnation, but he said he wants a brain scan now, because nothing like this has ever happened in his whole life. He said his body simply wouldn't obey his commands; it just collapsed. Had he missed the table, it could have been REALLY BAD. But then, an hour later, he almost fell AGAIN walking across the room. So we are going to have that checked. I brought up his walker (from the days of Duke) and set it up for him, and now he will keep that around, till he feels steadier.
Tomorrow, he sees a doctor about his blood test results. The last results were so terrible, showing unbelievable triglycerides, which could indicate liver trouble, so he had to get re-tested. Results tomorrow.
Fun never stops. Thank you for caring, for reading this, for praying for him.
Love to all,
Bethie
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