Hi Friends:
Our oldest son and his wife are here to help go through the basement and put the stuff into storage so that the basement can be insulated and finished into two rooms.
The idea is that my youngest son will move down there and I will get my office and the family room back.
This is needed as I am going to need to do more work at home. I haven't been at the office since last Wednesday. Alan has had a bad time and can't be left alone.
My youngest daughter TM is taking an unpaid leave of absence from her job to help with my husband and my business. I thought she had a background in bookkeeping as well as banking but she reminded me that it has been 7 yrs since she did any bookkeeping and that was a course in college. Now I don't know what to do.
Alan is detirating by the day. today had a shouting match because I keep changing where we live and he had no say in it. So where do we live and what happpened to the house we bought?
We have lived here since 2001. We bought the house after living in Rental accommodation for 3 yrs. I understand the confusion as we have traveled to visit family and stayed in our old home visiting my daughter JM. She bought it form us in 2001. As well we have visited with other family and stayed in a B&B while traveling. I had to get the deed to the house out and Alan is studying it.
He is very confused about the size of this house and can't find things. The destamathorizine isn't working its magic anymore.
The cancer has ulcerated in his mouth and he is going at it with lydocaine and a green scrubby brush. I think he pops the tumour open and releves the pressure as he cleans his mouth.
He is having accidents with the PEG tube because he doesn't remember what it is for. So far he tried to drain it. Clean it out by running tap water into it. Tearing it out of the pump because that stuff is going to get him. And asked when the oxygen will be conected to it.
The worst part is when he doesn't remember he has cancer and doesn't understand that that is the only way he can eat. I have to tell him all over again and it just deflates him like a ballon. Then he just sits in the chair and stares out the window.
The off spring are fighting me on bringing a hospital bed in. They make it sound like I don't want to sleep with him any more. He is having trouble s breathing, laying flat and he is being feed at night so he isn't supose to lay flat. He is starting to lose control bladder and bowel function as well.
I will admit that the smell coming out of his mouth wakes me up at night too. I want him comfortable and safe.
I am tired. My clients need better than what I am giving them. My husband deserves my full time care and I need to rest or I will also need care. I am totally confused.
I hate this Cancer.
Marlene