Truck stop
Sorry to keep you waiting, but hockey supersedes blogging. Yaron's team won
6 - 0 tonight; first play-off game. Not a bad start. As usual, the hockey parents gave Gilly a warm welcome. He reveled in the opportunity to yack it up in Hebrew, and cheered with gusto. It was a rough game (Yaron was knocked down and punched by an angry player; this is why hockey is not MY favourite spectator sport), but it meant a lot to be there.
Dr. Amdursky gave Gilly his first shot of B12 today. Apparently, there could be any number of reasons as to why Gilly is not absorbing B12, but the doctor believes this is not an opportune time to conduct an investigation. Many tests would have to be administered, and there is a much more pressing matter at hand that needs to be dealt with. When life settles down some, he plans to probe further.
I asked him what he advises in terms of the options we have before us: chemo+radiation treatment versus radiation alone versus 'wait and see.' He admits that this is not his specialty, however, based on his own common sense, if he himself were faced with these choices, he'd go with chemo+radiation.
Gilly is currently unable to drive. "The anti-seizure medication," according to the neurosurgical nurse, "says it all." The double vision doesn't help either, as you may well imagine. We returned Gilly's Dodge Dakota truck today, 3 months shy of a 4 or 5 year lease. Gilly had ordered an enormous new Ram, but we cancelled it at my insistence the day before the MRI. Timing is everything; the options he ordered were not on the truck that arrived, and so Gilly had sent it back and was awaiting his dream truck. It was a very difficult day; Gilly without a truck is like Yaron without hockey. I hope he thumbs his nose at me one day soon and says, "I told you so," as he drives off in the vehicle of his choice (with doctor's permission of course).
We supped with Fred at his home this evening before heading off to the game. Grandma Shirley catered a delicious Shabbat dinner. I was relieved to see my brother looking so healthy. Amazing what the right type and level of meds will do for a person!
6 - 0 tonight; first play-off game. Not a bad start. As usual, the hockey parents gave Gilly a warm welcome. He reveled in the opportunity to yack it up in Hebrew, and cheered with gusto. It was a rough game (Yaron was knocked down and punched by an angry player; this is why hockey is not MY favourite spectator sport), but it meant a lot to be there.
Dr. Amdursky gave Gilly his first shot of B12 today. Apparently, there could be any number of reasons as to why Gilly is not absorbing B12, but the doctor believes this is not an opportune time to conduct an investigation. Many tests would have to be administered, and there is a much more pressing matter at hand that needs to be dealt with. When life settles down some, he plans to probe further.
I asked him what he advises in terms of the options we have before us: chemo+radiation treatment versus radiation alone versus 'wait and see.' He admits that this is not his specialty, however, based on his own common sense, if he himself were faced with these choices, he'd go with chemo+radiation.
Gilly is currently unable to drive. "The anti-seizure medication," according to the neurosurgical nurse, "says it all." The double vision doesn't help either, as you may well imagine. We returned Gilly's Dodge Dakota truck today, 3 months shy of a 4 or 5 year lease. Gilly had ordered an enormous new Ram, but we cancelled it at my insistence the day before the MRI. Timing is everything; the options he ordered were not on the truck that arrived, and so Gilly had sent it back and was awaiting his dream truck. It was a very difficult day; Gilly without a truck is like Yaron without hockey. I hope he thumbs his nose at me one day soon and says, "I told you so," as he drives off in the vehicle of his choice (with doctor's permission of course).
We supped with Fred at his home this evening before heading off to the game. Grandma Shirley catered a delicious Shabbat dinner. I was relieved to see my brother looking so healthy. Amazing what the right type and level of meds will do for a person!
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