Sunday, December 29, 2013

Nearing the end of 2013


Well!  This week has been a vast improvement with significant caveats!  Dad is speaking much better with more clarity of mind.  His ammonia level is showing consistent signs of normalizing, but still has a little ways to go.  He has been walking around his ward of the hospital with more and more ease and gusto!  He’s anxious to get some meat back on his bones and his strength back.  He’s got a wonderful attitude and that goes a long way!

On the flip side, his blood work is showing signs of the chemotherapy at work.  His levels are starting to bottom out, but the doctors are all over it.  He received two bags of blood and a bag of platelets.  That transfusion will boost his levels by one point but he’ll need another set of bags in about 48 hours. 

The next few days are going to be interesting to see.  He’s going to either coast through the chemo’s side effects or they are going to be gnarly.  Either way, his energy is going to diminish.  Hopefully he will work through it well and recover.  Fingers are crossed this is all going to serve the purpose well.  If all goes well, he’ll be looking at that illusive bone marrow transplant within a few weeks.

Joel and Rachel are going to be here in Phoenix on Tuesday afternoon and I’m super excited to see them!  They can’t wait to be back with us.  This is going to be the beginning of a whole new adventure for them.  Returning to Arizona and living with me is going to be the best thing for them, but it comes with transitional changes that will take a little time to work out.

All in all, things are still the same as far as the waiting game is concerned.  However, dad is optimistic and adjusting to the changes with grace and dignity.  I’m so proud of his faith and his tenacity.  He’s exercising his mind and body as best he can.  Being stuck in a hospital is hard on him, but he’s coping well.

Thank you all for the continued support and love.  As always, if you have any questions, please email me. 

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