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I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I've been to the hospital so many times in the past month, and I still have to go somemore tomorrow, and thursday. I feel like slapping the doctor who was trying to dissuade us from sending my grandpa to a coloanal scan. We waited from 3-7, for a dumbass doctor to tell us she couldn't find anything wrong. My ( Read more... )
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Hospitals and chemo and radition...transfered to hospice Xmas day, passed NewYear's day on his birthday. Mixed blessing...kind of a thing. Black-hole of time in a hospital, dr offices, specalsts offices...blood thinners, anti-nausea, steroids, anti-biotics...knew it was a new year...but really had been out of the loop for over a year...
Some second guessing on my part. Wish I had thought to get him a fan in his room when he was buring up from rad treatment, etc. Watched it take its toll on Mom. Of course it hit me...
We all fall down. It's ok to fall down.
The trick, or maybe the test, is to remember or learn to get back up.
In my prayers and thoughts for you and yours.
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Time seems to stop and drag on at the same time when someone you love is in pain, huh? :(
Well, I don't know about the getting up part yet. =/
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