They did the chest/lung scan with contrast, but the results were not back in time for us to discuss them with the doctor. Just perfect. We'll know more tomorrow. Meanwhile, they don't think the chemo is working and want to try something else - a pill. Brain looks good. Still no "timeline". Mom sleeps 18 - 22 hours a day, so the incessant phone ringing is ridiculous. If she does answer the phone while sleeping, she has no recollection of talking to the person anyway, but they just keep calling to talk to the tired person. I want to change the message to say,"Hi. My mother has cancer and is resting. If you have anything useful to say, leave a message after the beep, otherwise please don't speak. We have caller ID and she will call you back when she feels like talking." Guess not, but fun to think about.
I am beyond exhausted. My honey's dad fell off the roof and broke both of his legs, so when I go home to LA, he will probably be in NC. Don't tell Mom. She gets all confused and wrapped up in shit that doesn't matter. I am leaving either way - if not next week, the week after. I think 4 months is long enough away from home. It's kind of like being on Survivor...for 4 seasons in a row. If she needs full time assisted care, she should be back in the hospital or fork over the money for visiting nurses. I think she just likes having her daughter around all the time even if it's complete hell for me.
Just sitting at her place now waiting for the handyman because she scheduled him at 2pm and will be asleep and not able to hear the door. Whole apartment smelled like a baby diaper because of all the dirty water in the flowers. Fun job. Ain't life grand!! At least it wasn't real poop - lol. Gotta look on the bright side.
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