Well, today was a challenging day for my Mom. My Dad is experiencing a lot of side effects from the chemo right now and some of those include being a little disoriented and a confused. At one point he thought he saw Sterl in the chair in his room (Sterl is in Florida).
That aside, he is developing some bed sores which they are trying to control. His hands are really tore up and he refuses to put on the lotion they prescribed because he's convinced that it is the reason they are pealing.
I told my Mom that unfortunately she is the only one my Dad can really take out his frustration on because she's there and today was one of those days. He didn't yell at her or anything, but he was kind of beligerent at times. I told her that she is his punching bag and in his situation, he needs one. He, of course, has no intention of hurting her or even being mean to her because right now, he doesn't really have any control over the "tricks" his mind is playing on him. She admitted that she understood that, but it doesn't make it any easier.
She's equally frustrated with the lack of attention from the attending physicians and the revolving door of nurses makes it hard to have a relationship with any of them. This experience is very eye opening for all of us because it is so very true that patients need advocates and family being present in the hospital during these situations is vital to a patient's level of care.
Please keep the prayers coming. I have a feeling this roller coaster is about to go on a wild ride and the dips and hills aren't going to be easy on us, so all the positive energy we can receive will give us the fortitude to keep on keeping on. Thanks!
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