Today was a day of holding our breath a bit.
John decided that he wanted to take a walk with me in the snow. The flakes were huge and beautiful and the kids were at school. So we walked ...and in less than a block John was clearly trying to not let on that he was having a hard time. He pressed on and we did make it around the block, slowly, but until we made it back to the house I was holding my breath a bit.
John's strength today was touch and go. One minute he'd be feeling good and moving quicker. The next he was s-l-o-w. One minute he had high spirits, the next he was a bit cranky. One minute he'd say how much energy he had, the next he's saying he needs a nap. So every time things were good, I'd hold my breath a bit.
Later, John's doc called and instructed him to decrease his steroids to 40 mg. The last two times this has happened, he has ended up in the hospital within three days. We're hoping that the fact that he is on the chemo now may help minimize the negative effects of cutting back. So for the next 72 hours, we hold our breath a bit.
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Tuesday, February 26, 2008
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