Nicki,
I am so excited to hear Tom is nearing the end of this wild ride! As I read your posts, I vividly remember those days well. I was hospitalized with strange funal infections and other infections. I remember one time they put me on morphine and as always, I start babbling and rambling incoherently and as soon as I said something totally ridiculous, I realized I was on morphine and the nonsensical statement was understood as such by me. Kind of a snap back to reality with a little smile and giggle thrown in. I kept myself entertained for hours when I was alone

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At this point in my treatment, I was up to 3 bags of fluid a day and it went on for about 4 months though my port. Sad to say, I was "happy" when I felt like I had only aged 10 years.
Things will get a little rougher for a few days and then before you know it, the good days will happen more often and the bad days will just drop by unannounced every now and then.
You are a dear! Tom is so fortunate his "nurse" is close by. I hope you are getting plenty of rest.
Ed