Spod had the most awful day today. Late this morning they brought in a big jug with two litres of the most gross awful tasting liquid you ever put in your mouth. I tasted it…just pure awful. And he was told that he had to drink it all!!! A royal clean out in preparation for the big colonoscopy. Poor Spod, he can hardly drink water! So he did start and did finally get down a litre. He then stopped and simply refused to drink more. "Take me home and let me die then!" were his exact words. It made him soooo sick.
But they did the scope and discovered…it WASN"T colon cancer. WTF!!!! After all those tests, including a sixteen hundred dollar MRI…WHICH WAS WRONG!!! This is just so frustrating. The longer it takes to get to the bottom of it the longer we go without treatment. And he is shrivelling away. I still have a feeling its either stomach or pancreatic cancer. Apparently on Monday there is going to be a powwow amongst the doctors to figure out the next step. Poor Spod…stuck in there for even longer.
Monte isn't well either. I am so glad he is in the hospital. They have super duper upped his meds. He sounds like a zombie when we talk. I took him clean clothes and a Farley Mowat book..one of his fave authors. Tomorrow I will take him some left over sushi. Poor guy…this depression is a horrible thing to suffer from.
I have been sitting here trying to remember if there is anything else to report. But my head keeps bobbling forward as I start to drop off to sleep. I think I am plumb out of everything at the moment.(except an obscene amount of sushi I ate with Em and Austin…my two lifesavers of the moment!) TTYL
I wish I had words that would help in some way. ALL I can say is that I HATE that this is happening to Spod. And poor Monte. And You, April, Aryn and all of the rest of your family. It simply sucks. Yet you continue to share your life with all of us who follow you here. And you still manage to make me smile. I hope you get some sort of positive news soon.
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