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Seconded on all points. Really makes you realize how petty and insignificant most of our problems really are.Man, this thread has been tough to read. Praying for you Scorcho. Hoping for the best man.
Seconded on all points. Really makes you realize how petty and insignificant most of our problems really are.Man, this thread has been tough to read. Praying for you Scorcho. Hoping for the best man.
This might be the last update, folks. I wish I could lay out more words, but I haven't much to type at the moment and I'm in the mindset to spend it with the missus before we, if we, decide to head to the ER tomorrow for a potential one-way checkin.
Lots of thoughts are running through my brain right now, but oddly tears haven't.
All the best to you and your family Sorcho.This might be the last update, folks. I wish I could lay out more words, but I haven't much to type at the moment and I'm in the mindset to spend it with the missus before we, if we, decide to head to the ER tomorrow for a potential one-way checkin.
Lots of thoughts are running through my brain right now, but oddly tears haven't.
So, after all that, the chemotherapy failed. All masses grew by nearly 10% since the last scan in early August, rendering all that post-chemo pain of the last few weeks and the two month administrative hurdle in getting this experimental drug an expensive waste of time.
I start taking the new chemo pill tonight. I'll find out in four weeks where we're at, or sooner depending on whether my body gives up first. C'est la vie.
Still, oddly, no tears. Breathing has worsened compared to this time yesterday, but I have slightly more energy. my GF was up all night watching me sleep, so she's ragged this morning. my Mom slept a bit better. I could use a good coffee right now.
i thought last night would be a bit more emotional talkfest, but it's hard to talk when you're oxygen starved. my girlfriend stayed up all night watching me sleep, waking me up whenever i ripped the nose cannula off and was on my own. she's a bit ragged this morning and is getting some rest now.
She gave me a shower last night, which was soothing as I was too weak to take one the last few days. I stared into her eyes quite a bit. I hadn't in a while. They warmed my spirits as much as the water did.
Dont know when I'm leaving the home. I know pretty well that when I get into the ambulance or cab (haven't decided yet) that it'll be the last time I see the place. From there I have no idea how long it'll take at Sloan. It's weird, though. For as much as I cried a torrent last week over this possibility, now that it's occurring I feel completely detached, and I'm not sure why.
Thanks for all the memories, GAF.