Every time that my husband has been through hell and back with some infection or another, it never fails that right as we get over it and he gets sent home- is when someone is due for a visit. Now, on the one hand, they're here and he's feeling good and can enjoy their company. On the other hand, they tend to leave when he's just due back in for chemo or whatever and we're back to being alone and him feeling sick and miserable and me running back and forth, etc. Luckily, my mom is now coming down to stay with us a couple of days a week to make this easier while we're on our own during this several week hospital stay (have I mentioned the hospital is 30 min away?). SO thankful she's able to do that!
I'm exhausted. Completely and utterly exhausted. I don't even have to do much, today I just took my dog out for a walk down some trails for an hour or so and then spent several hours hunting down a lego kit my husband requested. That's it. Though Tom is done with his chemo, he's feeling rather sick still- particularly when aromatic (warm) food is presented in the room, no bueno.
He's sick and tired of being in the hospital so much, understandably as he's been hospitalized more than he's been home since diagnosed. I'm sick of him being in the hospital! I feel so terrible for him. He feels so robbed and cheated and all I can do is really hope... and I mean really hope that this chemo has put him into remission and that we can go ahead with a biopsy and he'll be good forever. However there's always the daunting thought that it won't turn out that way and the even worse thought that I know he's constantly thinking of that.
He's currently attempting to eat the dinner they've prepared for him, though he says he's having to literally force everything down... and it's true, because I'm witnessing the physical forcing. Just wish there was something I could do to make this so much easier for him...
