Chemo week coming to an end

Today is Dad's last day of taking his chemo pill, but it starts up again in two weeks. This week was rough, but hopefully things will start to get better this coming week. Yesterday Kaden and I spent our morning with Dad. I put chicken in his crock pot, and made the pudding and jello that he had requested. (I also brought him some of our leftovers from home.) We were able to talk a little bit about family history, which I always find enjoyable. I left Dad's house around noon. At 2 pm Dad was calling me at home. He was feeling worse... extreme fatigue, feeling like he just wanted to drop over, couldn't keep his eyes open, no desire to do anything. He just received fluids the day before, and also earlier in the week as well, but he thought perhaps he needed more. I called the cancer center and spoke with his doctor. His only advice was to take him to the ER if he didn't feel any better. He also asked if Dad seemed confused or stumbled when he walked. I saw none of that. (The doctor ordered a PET scan of Dad's brain for next week, trying to figure out why he's been feeling so bad.) I really think his systems are due to depression and anxiety. He has an appointment with his psychiatrist on Monday. I called Dad back after speaking to the cancer doctor. Dad decided he would ride it out at home. I then called my brother Mike, who called our brother Dave. They both live in Gettysburg and made a plan to check in on him when they got off of work. I spoke with Dad shortly after 8:30 that night. He sounded much better. He said the fruit salad I had brought and the pudding I made while at his house were both very good and "really hit the spot!" That gave me great pleasure to hear that. When you're feeling down, there's nothing like some tasty food to help pick yourself up!! Here's to a better week ahead!