Joe just can't kick this diarrhea... it's been a week now. Seemed to have been getting somewhat better (says he), but when he called down to the oncologist's office on Thursday to see what the results of the tests they'd run on Tuesday were, the PA was on call, and she got all freaked out (still diarrhea and a tad bit of fever), and wanted him to come back downtown. Joe just refused. Said he'd just been there Tuesday and saw the doc. Doc had said to up the Imodium and get plenty of fluids and all... had sent us across the way to get fluids, potassium and magnesium... Since the tests were all negative (finally got them to check the results), there was no reason to go for more. At the end of the day, since Joe had refused to go down, the PA called in some Flagyl... an anti-infective. Well, Joe started that, and the diarrhea has actually gotten worse. So, we've just stopped it. Going to try to get him to where he can travel without oopsing in his drawers (he's had a couple times he's not even made it from the bed to the bathroom), and then we're going to call the office and let the on call know that we're coming. Pretty much KNOW that he's going to have to have more fluids. I can't get him to eat for anything. They may end up putting in a feeding tube. I just don't know.
I KNOW that Joe can't do much more of this... but honestly, I don't know how much more of this I can handle. I'm just about worn out. This part of it is way worse than what I ever went through with Les, tho I can't imagine. Les stayed pretty mobile right up to when he went in for his transplant. I rarely had to run and fetch for him. Joe's been pretty much bed ridden since last weekend. Just doesn't have the energy to get up and go, or isn't wanting to get too far from the potty. I can barely get out of hearing range, much less out of the house.
Just pray for us... I just don't know what the next steps are going to be. (*"*)