What a difference a day makes! Day +24

It is so wonderful to be able to talk to Ken again. He was a little raspy at first, but seems to be fine now. He says he doesn't hurt anywhere. His mouth sores and throat have all cleared up from the chemo sores. He is on a puree diet, but he is eating pretty well. He can't quite control his hands enough to feed himself. He can raise his lower arms ok, but he has trouble raising his upper arms, so he can't quite reach his mouth. Ok, how many of you are trying to reach your mouth just by raising your lower arm? LOL You have to imagine you are propped in a bed. But I don't mind feeding him. I told him it was makeup for not getting to feed Norah since she lives so far away. I missed all that fun with her. Luckily I haven't made as much mess as I've seen Norah make. No puree peas all over his face. Though the pureed corn they gave him last night was formed like a corn on the cob. Amazing what formed soft food looks like. I think he liked his oatmeal better.

So the doctors talked to him this morning and told him a little bit about what he has been through. Ken asked him what he had to do to get out of here and said that he wants to be home by this weekend. The doc chuckled and said he is happy that he has a goal. But it is more realistic that we might be home by Christmas. That should make Ken work pretty hard at his breathing. The physical therapist is going to try to get him up in a chair once or twice today for an hour or so. I think he will be surprised at how weak he really is. They are lowering his steroids today, so that should help with the muscles. They told him he had to eat as many calories as possible. His breathing efforts are eating quite a few calories. I don't recall anyone ever telling me to eat as many calories as possible.

I better sign off for now. Gotta get come Christmas cards done in between feedings. He's going to want applesauce or pudding soon. Those Popsicles go down pretty smooth. Happy Thursday to everyone. Love ya. Bev