It's ten at night, Sunday. Everybody has gone home. Spod just phoned me. I always thought, and I do believe I have mentioned in this blog a time or two, that I would love time alone. Be careful what you wish for. LOL!! This house is huge and empty. Parker is right under my chair on his dog bed, which I was forced to move in here permanently. Spod is lonely too. We talked for quite a while. He was telling me all the gossip from the hospital and I was telling him all the gossip from the family!
Apparently when the kids were there they noticed the hand held pee bottle men use (its a funny shape with a handle) sitting on his bedside table. He never uses it. April jokingly asked him if it was his coffee mug. He said, "Yup!! I got it a Starbucks. It was a peepeechino." Hahahaha!!! He is so funny! Maybe its the drugs.
We just found out tonight that he will be having the biopsy tomorrow, plus they are tapping his tummy. From all that we should have a diagnosis. I was told the other day that while we waited he could come home. So I am counting on that still being true. Tomorrow morning I must stop at the walk in clinic we use here and get that old dr. on board and be our referring doctor. He can't go to the cancer clinic until we have a referral from our own doctor. And our own doctor is what we don't have.
Well my eyeballs are rolling back into my head…so tired. I feel like Spod!! That is what happens when we talk to him. Suddenly his eyes slide shut or roll back. Poor guy! TTYL
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