I'm really weepy tonight. I know I haven't found the time or the place to cry this thing out of me, and I know it wants to come out.
The 1 1/2 hour drive to the radiation center today felt tense because he'd had a bad day..and we hardly spoke on the way home. He HATES for me to ask "Are you OK?" or "Do you need anything?" all the time, but I don't know what else to say....if anything.
I got (very uncharacteristically) upset because when I finally stopped to fill up the tank, the gas price was 10 cents higher than I could have gotten back in town. I can feel tension....UGH!
I hate that!
Tom had been encouraging me to buy a nifty little sports car for 'fun.' I had resisted until BINGO - a very sweet '90 Mercedes 500 SL came into play. All of a sudden, I WANTED something that I hadn't even thought about before. My practical mind took over, and I said
"NO," mostly because I don't know how much this whole 'sick' thing is going to cost us, monetarily......and now I think that is bothering me.
I'm probably not making sense tonight, and I fear I'm whining, so I'll close.
Thanks all for being here.........
Ed, thanks for the education, too! I've told Tom to slow down the feeding, Helen, and hopefully that will help.
He was in LOTS of pain last night.....said it felt like someone kicked him in the kidneys...We think that perhaps because he couldn't drink anything for 18 hours when the PEG was placed, that too much of the chemo settled there???
200 mg of Motrin helped a lot...

Night all...
Nicki