HOSPICE ARE GOOD PEOPLE. WE ARE SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS. SQUINCHES AND FURRY HUGS DO HELP SOME, TOO!
“There’s no more Treatment”
In my last post (more than a week ago)- I wrote that my husband had finished the first chemo treatment. I discovered the next day when I went back to the hospital, that he had completed the first part of the first treatment. It took 3 days altogether for it to be done. I was thankful that they had finally allowed me to visit him, so during and after the chemo, I stayed with him and tried my best to get him to drink fluids and eat what he could.
He seemed to be doing well after the chemo – (except for having no appetite) – but he kept bleeding from his intestines and after about 5 different transfusions, it was clear that the bleeding wouldn’t stop…
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By the Mighty Mumford 