Yesterday, my grandfather returned home after a brief stay in the hospital. I spoke to him last night, but there is not much else to add to my previous post. He is not in pain like he was the other day, so that should be taken as an improvement.
Today, he was to meet with his regular doctor, and then tomorrow he was to meet with his chemotherapist and radiologist for a discussion of what is next. At this point, the talk of hospice care has quieted down a bit.
Nonetheless, I have to think this a last stand of sorts by my grandfather. He said something to me last night about not caring for hospitals and really not wanting to spend any more time in one.
I shall know more tomorrow, hopefully. Although the written word does not betray me that much, I really am a bit fearful of the worst.
My thoughts are with you.
I’ve not been writing about it on my site, but my stepfather, who’s in his mid-80s, has been in and out of the hospital for the last several weeks. His is not an excellent prognosis at this point, so I know pretty much how you feel at this point.
Good vibes coming your way from here.