Tuesday, April 12, 2011

"You Can't Send Me Flowers"... Among other things.

One of those days... Vomiting has become part of my life. The doc and PA are trying to adjust the nausea meds to fix it. I've gotten some food down, but it just sits there waiting for the mid-night rerun. Now the other side is starting to show that it is NOT to be forgotten. This could be interesting if I continue to eat, and keep it down. It's going to come out one way or another.

I was going over the handout from the caregiver class and the interesting things that we take for granted. For instance, I can't have any flowers in my room AT ANY TIME. Plus, when I get home, I can't  work out in the yard for a YEAR. That goes for the wood shop, too. They don't want any of those wood spores getting lodged where they shouldn't. Food's another curious thing. I might a well not even think about eating in a restaurant for quite a while... we have no way of knowing how the veggies were washed... that includes the onions on your Big Mac... and the sprinkling of parsley on your dish of Fettuccine Alfredo. My caregivers are going to very diligent... I swear, I'm not doing this again!

Sorry about last night... things were nuts and then the phone calls started to Ruth Ann wanting to know if everything is OK. I promise, even if it's only a short one-liner, I'll post something.

I know it was only 6 weeks, compared to 4 months, but this is kinda like ROTC summer camp... you can't do that or this go her, go there, run, pushups, more running, UGH. To say I was in good shape at the end of camp is an understatement. Not for Ernie, tho'. Those guys ended up at Devens... the country club just outside of Boston... weekends off and not nearly the intensity of Indiantown Gap. I've got a Doc, a PA, several nurses, a PT person, an OT person, pulmonary specialist... too many people to keep tract of.

Until tomorrow....

7 comments:

  1. Hi Don, Becky, Sean and I will watch you like a hawk...you'll be saying "Yes, m'am," and "yes, sir," in no time!!! I love you. xo

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  2. You can do this! Your spirit is amazing! Whatever it takes to you safe...you have some good peeps "caregivin," ya! Love you!!!!

    Krissy
    <3

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  3. All those people are going to keep you in check for sure..Sorry you are having a tough time right now- it will pass (literally) soon I hope.
    I imagine it was difficult to read that you have to be away from your woodworking for a year. Focus on getting well and if you need something built perhaps (under your supervision) Tony could build it for you!! Ha, that would be a miracle!! Hang in Don..wishing you an easier road ahead. Love you, Lennie

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  4. Ahhh, the thought of telling you what to do....and you doing it. :) I think I will enjoy that for a while.
    Fight the fight my friend!

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  5. Hey Don,
    Home cooking is better any way. What about Wine, Schtch and Vodka?? Makes up for a lot of the other stuff you can't do or have. I know Ruth Ann will take good care of you.
    See you Thursday compadre!
    Love you,
    Udder Brudder

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  6. Hi Don,
    So glad to hear that things are going according to plan, not easily, but according to plan. But then again, you knew it wasn't going to be an easy road. As long as the end result is a good one, I'm sure that you are strong enough to endure what the next several weeks have to offer. Ruth Ann will be a great caregiver! There is something very special about caring for the love of your life. Love to you both. Take care,
    Gerry

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  7. Don-I'm sure your parsley would be better anyway.
    Although it does make me laugh to think of Ruthann growing the---well, nevermind. We're thinking of you. Take care. Ron and Joanne

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