Hi to my cc friends, this roller-coaster ride is really doing my head in. Firstly before I forget..Terese you do have the right phone number but I often unplug it from the wall when hubby is sleeping then forget to put it back in so on your end it just rings but we don't hear...sorry would love to chat, will try and keep it plugged in as he is sleeping less anyway atm. He is home from hospital after the burns incident and I truly believed he would not make it home. Wow the amazement of IV Dex...his wounds are dressed 3 daily and healing. He can carry out a conversation pretty well where on the day he went to hospital he could only mutter a couple of words which made no sense. We have a highset house so have made a bed downstairs for him to make life easier but feel like I have to sleep with one eye open. After taking his symptoms to a new level...leaving the house, getting burnt, etc etc it has scared the hell out of me and I freak out everytime he goes outside. I honestly thought we were in our last weeks with him , now apart from the very poor short term memory he is getting around himself etc. Can't keep up with the food intake (probs due to the increase in dex) and he gets quite aggressive if he does have a good meal all the time. I hate cooking and as the kids are now on holidays, they graze all day and then when I go to cook dinner, no one is hungry but him. They did an MRI whilst in hospital...same old story, radiation effects but the area the said is much larger than usual. The docs have decided to recommence his chemo as we had only had the first 2 months of it this time around, so that will begin next wednesday and we have another MRI in January. I am so weary of it all I just don't want to get out of bed. Things are going wrong around the house and he used to be the best handy man on earth. Now I am having to try and deal with all these chores, the car is way overdue being serviced and on and on it goes....this has been a long GBM struggle and it is all consuming and my patience is paper thin. I am jumping down the kids throats for everything, and every year for the past 3 I have said next christmas will be a good one, and something goes down just before hand to make me want it over..I should be grateful he is still alive, but then it is not him anymore and this lingering life is pure shit. Who knows what tomorrow will bring, can't make any elaborate plans. If you hadn't I am HATING life at present. At least the kids are home now and if I have to duck out someone can stay to keep watch, but not really rair on them. He did want to come to the shops the other day but an absolute nightmare, however, if I go out and not let him come he accuses me of keeping him hostage..have to remind him it is far better than hospital which is his other option. Still haven't found his car keys and his car is not in an optimal place...he will never remember what he did with them..all these little things don't seem like a big deal, but add them up and they become very frustrating. You cannot put a padlock on everything but occasionally when he is up to helping out, will put washing away. Kids have been looking for clothes etc..all found stuffed in the corner of his cupboard...aaarrghhhh..cancer is never nice but when it eats away at your loved ones brain...life begins to be a living hell and as everyone on here has said, all GBM sufferers seem to have quite different journeys and how long they go on for is the crystal ball I would love to look into. Everyone out there , take care and if anyone wants to come to Brissy and kick in some walls, I would be just great at it right now I know . xx
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