My leukemia's back.

I think I'm a clone! Drs, we know how to handle them. Don't mess with our kids! And now, don't mess with my hubby. I cancelled an appointment with the Neurologist he had. Won't get into why. Went to our PCP, told him I wanted him off those meds. My doc knows me. He says, if you aren't seeing a difference, then, ok. So ok, now he's also my Husband's Dr., since his PCP retired. A note here, my husband has declined quite a bit the past few months. Mostly making sentences..make sense. Repetition is happening a lot more. Asking about something several times. Now I'm worried about his handling finances. The bank tellers have a hard time understanding what he wants where transferred. Yep, I'm standing right beside him now when we go to the bank. Bless his heart, he says, I know what is in here..pointing to his head,..but it just won't come out the way I'm thinking it. It's so sad. He's still a sweetheart. Glad I'm not seeing the mean that some caregivers see. He's still doing mostly for himself. I do the driving now of course. We have fun listening to the oldies music. He likes that, and when the music starts, can sing most of the words. This illness is a mystery to say the least.
 
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I think we are clones! Drs, we know how to handle them. Don't mess with our kids! And now, don't mess with my hubby. I cancelled an appointment with the Neurologist he had. Won't get into why. Went to our PCP, told him I wanted him off those meds. My doc knows me. He says, if you aren't seeing a difference, then, ok. So ok, now he's also my Husband's Dr., since his PCP retired. A note here, my husband has declined quite a bit the past few months. Mostly making sentences..make sense. Repetition is happening a lot more. Asking about something several times. Now I'm worried about his handling finances. The bank tellers have a hard time understanding what he wants where transferred. Yep, I'm standing right beside him now when we go to the bank. Bless his heart, he says, I know what is in here..pointing to his head,..but it just won't come out the way I'm thinking it. It's so sad. He's still a sweetheart. Glad I'm not seeing the mean that some caregivers see. He's still doing mostly for himself. I do the driving now of course. We have fun listening to the oldies music. He likes that, and when the music starts, can sing most of the words. This illness is a mystery to say the least.
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So sorry to hear...it sure is a horrible disease . :(
 
The school called yesterday, and my granddaughter fell from the monkey bars. They sent her home with a sprained wrist. Dd took her to the ER. It's broken. Not a clean break either. The bone bent into a curve before breaking, so they couldn't put a cast on it. They're giving it a week to see if it will straighten back out, or they will have to go in surgically to fix, and set it. To add insult to injury, because they didn't put it in a waterproof cast, she can't go swimming. She was not happy about that.
 
@Cynthia12 :hugs You have my heartfelt sympathy. My husband's mother had Alzheimer's. Mercifully, she, too, was never mean or angry; she became more like a slightly sad, confused child. It's hard enough to watch someone you love slowly disappear with this disease, without being the target of anger that you don't deserve, and neither you nor they really understand.

My mother's funeral was at their church on Wednesday afternoon. My parents had reserved space at a veterans' cemetery, and since you wait on their convenience with the military, she was actually laid to rest yesterday (Thursday). The pastor of the church has leukemia, but he is determined to continue to serve as long as he is able. He is receiving transfusions about once every two weeks, so his energy level waxes and wanes. The day of Mom's funeral, he had had a graveside service for another member that morning, and the heat really took its toll on him. Standing in the pulpit to deliver Mom's eulogy took almost heroic effort on his part; none of us would have thought ill of him had he delivered it sitting, but he thought the world of Mom and he was like, "this is how it's supposed to be done; she deserves it." My father (who is a retired minister) read the commitment at the cemetery yesterday; it's a short service, and he told Madison "we aren't going to drag you out in the heat for that. You rest, you've done more than enough." God bless you,Madison.
 

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