Hello loyal readers and Friends of Peter from guest host, Carol (without an “e”, Dee!). I feel your need to know and I shall respond. I would like to be doing this jointly with Peter, so I’ll try to include his thoughts whenever possible. You know how much he loves his blogosphere and how much he would prefer to be communicating with you directly, but until such time as he can resume his posts, I’ll fill you in on what’s happening, along with much-appreciated help from Hillary, who has offered to transcribe the e-mail messages I send from my desktop computer. If you’ve ever hunt-and-pecked your way through an e-mail on an i-Pad, you know what I’m talkin’ about; if I had to do it that way, my posts would be maybe three lines on a good day, and I would not use any adverbs, nor adjectives.
Today is Day 22. I have every day of chemo/radiation marked on my calendar, and the last day, Day 42, will be February 20th. This means he is halfway through and on the downward slope toward the finish line. The treatments are beginning to tell on him, with the most serious effect being loss of appetite. He can usually manage a decent breakfast, but then for the rest of the day he just nibbles a bit, if that, and then only if I can persuade him to. At his weigh-in Tuesday we learned he has lost eleven pounds in one week, if the scale was right. This morning he wanted a Chick-Fil-A chicken biscuit but couldn’t finish it…good for him that at least there was something that sounded good to him. We also find some success with smoothies, which pack a lot of nutrition of you design them right.
We always look forward to weekends because he gets a radiation holiday for two days and, by Sunday, he starts perking up. His sister, Lis, has been coming out to Athens a lot, to visit, prepare meals, help with whatever needs doing, and give us support. Brother Gaby and Gaby’s grandson, Erik, will be visiting us in mid-February. We feel the love!
As usual, I am praying for a quiet night with The Beast (Peter’s dialysis cycling machine). I am experimenting, but apparently throwing a bedroom slipper at it does not silence the alarm, and I have to be careful because I don’t want it to get mad at me.
Bonne nuit!
Today is Day 22. I have every day of chemo/radiation marked on my calendar, and the last day, Day 42, will be February 20th. This means he is halfway through and on the downward slope toward the finish line. The treatments are beginning to tell on him, with the most serious effect being loss of appetite. He can usually manage a decent breakfast, but then for the rest of the day he just nibbles a bit, if that, and then only if I can persuade him to. At his weigh-in Tuesday we learned he has lost eleven pounds in one week, if the scale was right. This morning he wanted a Chick-Fil-A chicken biscuit but couldn’t finish it…good for him that at least there was something that sounded good to him. We also find some success with smoothies, which pack a lot of nutrition of you design them right.
We always look forward to weekends because he gets a radiation holiday for two days and, by Sunday, he starts perking up. His sister, Lis, has been coming out to Athens a lot, to visit, prepare meals, help with whatever needs doing, and give us support. Brother Gaby and Gaby’s grandson, Erik, will be visiting us in mid-February. We feel the love!
As usual, I am praying for a quiet night with The Beast (Peter’s dialysis cycling machine). I am experimenting, but apparently throwing a bedroom slipper at it does not silence the alarm, and I have to be careful because I don’t want it to get mad at me.
Bonne nuit!
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