At the end of August 2023, my husband found out he has a type of leukemia. They called it 'pre' leukemia. It meant traveling to the city for blood tests and treatments. Fortunately, he was able to drive himself and I did not have to be there for every treatment. Some weeks he had to go every day.
Wednesday, they called to have him come in Thursday afternoon to get the results of the Tuesday bone marrow test. We met his new doctor and nurse practitioner. They are both very nice.
We were told he has leukemia. They wanted to admit him on Friday to start his new treatment. He had planned to golf Friday morning but he cancelled that and we waited for the phone call which would tell us when to come to the hospital. It was supposed to happen by 10 but it was noon. (He could have gone golfing.)
We drove to the hospital and he was admitted. The hospital is about 40 minutes from home.
The doctor came in and we learned that they couldn't start the treatment just yet because the pill they wanted to use had to be paid for somehow. Our provincial plan doesn't cover it. Much of the weekend (these things always seem to happen on weekends) was spent contacting people to find coverage. On Tuesday (June 18) we got word that the money was there. They started treatment as soon as that was confirmed.
Sunday was Father's Day. He got a pass for a couple hours and our son picked him up from the hospital so he could enjoy some time with family. Daughter had come home for the day and we took our little dog, Wiggles, with us so she could spend some time with her dad. She had a great time. Our son's dog is the same age (14) and size and they had met before. I think both dogs liked seeing another animal the same size as they are.
Our grandson drove him back to the hospital. Everyone was pleased with how nice the afternoon was.
I have been driving into the city every day to spend time with my husband. Yesterday, I asked him if I could have a day off. I have been getting more tired every day. With cell phones, we have the ability to talk whenever we want to. This morning when the nurse practitioner came to check on him, we had his phone on speaker could I could hear too. Anyway, I stayed home. I planned to get caught up with things that have been slipping but I ended up doing nothing and sleeping when I could.
My purpose for sharing this is to help me remember. I have read blogs about others who are experiencing different issues. Already things are getting confused in my brain. If you are a person who prays, we appreciate prayers.
Good thought coming your way from our household. We may be in a similar situation so I appreciate your struggles.
ReplyDeleteI am glad you are still here and still doing ok.
Prayers for sure! Although, given that the demon puppy reached up to the bookshelf and started shredding my "one year Bible". Yikes! I'm going to have to acquire a new Bible... oh, well, I wanted one like the one I had in Sunday school, anyway. Perhaps the puppy's action was a blessing in disguise.
ReplyDeleteHolding good and healing throughts for both your DH and yourself, my friend!
Prayer lifted just now, and I'll keep it in prayer.
ReplyDeleteI will say, in addition to age lots of stress is frazzling to the memory. For me, having a loved one in hospital is stressful. Hugs to you.