In November, Dad decided to give himself a break from chemo. He wanted to feel good when Wesleigh was born and he wanted to feel good for the holidays. And he did.
In January, he had a doctors appointment and was ready to tell his oncologist he was done with chemo for good. She got him to agree to a CT scan to see what his tumors were up to. They grew. Some of them doubled in size. So he agreed to try a different chemo regimen. Because nothing is ever easy, he was unable to give the new chemo a whirl because of insurance. After two rounds of the old treatment, Dad just couldn't tolerate it anymore.
At his third appointment of 2015, he walked in and quickly left before receiving treatment because he just simply couldn't do it again. He has had enough.
So, Dad has been off of chemo for good since March but really kind of since November. Of course, this means that the cancer will eventually run its course.
Dad has been fairly sick. He gets very weak and tired very easily. He sometimes has no appetite which doesn't help. We are doing our best to get him feeling somewhat better so he can enjoy some of the time he has left.
Last week we called Hopsice. They will start their weekly visits next week. A nurse will come check on Dad and she'll make sure he's comfortable. They actually do a lot of things and ofer a completely different experience than I had thought.
I think having Hopsice come is has really made things feel real. Things feel like they are progressing so much more quickly now.
I'm not ready. I guess you never are.
So, that's the short, emotionally detached version. I'm on the verge of a breakdown so simply stated facts are probably best for now.
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