If the stress from today doesn't kill me, nothing will. From midnight to 2:30am, Dick's stomach got really hard and distended. His bowels sounded like fireworks. He fell asleep for a little bit. Around 2:30am, I could hear him whimpering. He was in so much pain. (Another possible bowel obstruction I thought.) We drove from 4 to 7am with those awful semi lights that looked like halos glaring at me. (My eyes are so sensitive to light.) I had to see and hear my sweet husband in so much pain while I drove for 3 hours feeling helpless. The roads in the summit were crazy slick. When I got to the hospital I couldn't even see because I was having visual impairment from those lights and stress. I get aura migraines. (No pain I just see crazy lights.) But we made it safe. We are so blessed! We didn't slide off the icy roads in the summit. I didn't fall asleep considering I haven't slept in days. I handled the CRAZY SLC traffic. I didn't hit the two deer I saw. One was dead already. Today we were supposed to be here for his scans at 5pm to see if the chemo is working and tomorrow he was supposed to start cycle 3. Now we are waiting for CT Scans to see if he has another bowel obstruction. I love this man and his strength so much.
And then one of his angel princesses showed up and tickled his head. Now he's sleeping like an angel.
I love our sweet children.
The ER doctor that saw him at the University of Utah is hoping his partial bowel obstruction resolves itself.
After visiting with his team, the oncologist decided to give him an extra week before he starts Cycle #3. His platelet count has to be over 100 and Dick's is in the 30's.































