And not a creature was stirring...
How is breathing supposed to sound? How can I live in the same house with Thuan for over a decade and not know if he's ok? He always says he's ok, but he...he always says that. He's so weak right now and we're taking pride in things like him eating solid food.
God, one day he was so pale and weak he reminded me of Mom, that day she died and I just don't know what to do.
I want him to be ok. I want him to be awake and ok, well, ok, it's almost 3am here, so maybe not awake, but ok. I want him back from this thing. They had to stop one kind of treatment because it was hurting his lungs, he had asthma before and when I checked on him a few minutes ago he was breathing so hard and funny. I gave him more OJ, like that'll help and had him drink more Gatorade. I can't make this better. We were actually checking how much he peed because his kidneys could shut down.
I had to get this out.
Last night I slept on the floor in his room. Just in case. The night before he called and nobody answered. I was just in the other room, I should have heard him.
Right. More on the not so depressing stuff later. In a bright report, Thuan's cancer is shrinking. But then so's Thuan, down two sizes. Think I'm gonna go change for bed and pretend to sleep...or do laundry. Living with give or take eight people does give you lots of crap to distract yourself with.
God, one day he was so pale and weak he reminded me of Mom, that day she died and I just don't know what to do.
I want him to be ok. I want him to be awake and ok, well, ok, it's almost 3am here, so maybe not awake, but ok. I want him back from this thing. They had to stop one kind of treatment because it was hurting his lungs, he had asthma before and when I checked on him a few minutes ago he was breathing so hard and funny. I gave him more OJ, like that'll help and had him drink more Gatorade. I can't make this better. We were actually checking how much he peed because his kidneys could shut down.
I had to get this out.
Last night I slept on the floor in his room. Just in case. The night before he called and nobody answered. I was just in the other room, I should have heard him.
Right. More on the not so depressing stuff later. In a bright report, Thuan's cancer is shrinking. But then so's Thuan, down two sizes. Think I'm gonna go change for bed and pretend to sleep...or do laundry. Living with give or take eight people does give you lots of crap to distract yourself with.