Wow. It's almost like I've forgotten what this blog--and every waking moment--is all about! Yes!
Rich is doing well. According to the doctors he has seen so far this month, he's doing very well. I'm waiting for McGee and Peiffer to weigh in next week. Until then, I'll bring you up to speed....
The final tubing was pulled May 9th. I no longer have to flush the picc line daily and do a weekly sterile dressing change. More importantly, Rich no longer has to wait until I'm around to wrap his arm so he can take a shower. He can shower whenever he wants!!!! For the first time since July 5th, 2010. Please take an extra moment to contemplate that
He's gained a bit of weight. He no longer looks like a Civil War prisoner. Now he looks more like a scarecrow that could use a bit more stuffing. The man is a stud muffin just waitin' to happen.
Some days he feels better than other days. The pain is less frequent and less intense. At least that's what he tells me, but I wake up 2-3 times at night to the sound of the TUMS bottle rattling.
Some days he can enjoy quite a bit of activity. Some days he has to lay down between every little effort. So far he has me convinced that his exhaustion does not correlate to chores. I'm simple that way.
The only thing hampering his golf game is the weather.
His color is good, his outlook is better and his attitude puts me to shame.
Currently there are no medical plans on the horizon. After everything he's been through, we're right back to where we were before the treatment that almost killed him. Part of me fears (and is relieved) that there is nothing more they have to offer; Rich believes them when they say he just needs more time to heal and they want him to enjoy his summer. We're a pair, yes we are.
We're enjoying the four babies in our lives (and two more on the way!!) If it ever stops raining we'll enjoy the garden and golf. Mostly we're enjoying each other. So far his doctors tell him to keep on doing whatever it is he's doing. Like I give him a choice.
Every day there are new opportunities on the cancer treatment scene, and we have the absolute best team of doctors that insurance companies can screw with. My most immediate concern is how I'll manage without him if he's Raptured May 21st, cuz' all I got going for me is the faith of a mustard seed.
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