Tomorrow
The day of our anniversary was bittersweet. Gilly was feeling weak, but managed to rise to the occasion with as much energy as he could muster. He scarcely ate throughout the day, but unfortunately this has become our new reality. He made a concerted effort to mark the occasion; he enlisted his daughter to make the arrangements (flowers, chocolate and a card). Her extra efforts to lovingly and thoughtfully choose the gifts and bring them over herself (even though she lives downtown, works across town and does not drive), were well appreciated by both of us. We must have done something right to be blessed with such a precious angel.
My mom brought over dinner, and Tamara laid it all out on the table in her usual creative manner, despite the intense heat and humidity. Gilly preferred to eat at home. With all fans and air conditioning running, it was still extremely hot. He excused himself before dessert was served. When Tamara approached to bid him goodnight, he revealed that his stomach was sore. He managed to sleep peacefully through the night, regardless, which is more than I can say for myself. I was thankful to have many of my family members there to add levity to the situation.
Today, he surprised me by getting dressed before 9:00. The trend seems to be shifting gradually; he’s rising earlier each day. Breakfast was his only substantial meal of the day. I continue to lace the smoothies with plenty of protein and all sorts of nutritious ingredients, so hopefully he will continue gaining weight. It’s a very arduous process for both of us, and emotionally draining. His stomach continues to bother him. I will report this to Thi tomorrow and see if Gilly needs to be examined (and if so, by who), or if perhaps Nelda can suggest possible changes to his diet (consisting mainly of smoothie mixtures).
He seems to be sliding downhill this week; today he spent the afternoon lying on the couch downstairs rather than in an upright position on his lazy boy. I wonder if the humidity is responsible. I know that those fighting illnesses are at risk during heat waves. He was outside this morning for about ½ hour pulling out weeds, and perhaps this was ½ hour too much time spent outdoors in this kind of weather. He was motivated to move outside and attend to this task, so I encouraged him. Since he lacks motivation in general, I felt it was a good sign, but as soon as he came indoors, he took to the couch, and there he remained.
Dr. MacDonald called this afternoon when I was out and told Gilly to ask Thi tomorrow for the prescription he made out based on yesterday’s blood results. I have no other details, since I didn’t take the call myself, but I’m assuming it is a hormone to address his diminished (virtually nonexistent) appetite. I’ll know more tomorrow.
We planned to go up north tomorrow, but we just received word this evening from John that there is no power. We may delay the trip, depending on the situation. Tomorrow seems to hold many answers.
My mom brought over dinner, and Tamara laid it all out on the table in her usual creative manner, despite the intense heat and humidity. Gilly preferred to eat at home. With all fans and air conditioning running, it was still extremely hot. He excused himself before dessert was served. When Tamara approached to bid him goodnight, he revealed that his stomach was sore. He managed to sleep peacefully through the night, regardless, which is more than I can say for myself. I was thankful to have many of my family members there to add levity to the situation.
Today, he surprised me by getting dressed before 9:00. The trend seems to be shifting gradually; he’s rising earlier each day. Breakfast was his only substantial meal of the day. I continue to lace the smoothies with plenty of protein and all sorts of nutritious ingredients, so hopefully he will continue gaining weight. It’s a very arduous process for both of us, and emotionally draining. His stomach continues to bother him. I will report this to Thi tomorrow and see if Gilly needs to be examined (and if so, by who), or if perhaps Nelda can suggest possible changes to his diet (consisting mainly of smoothie mixtures).
He seems to be sliding downhill this week; today he spent the afternoon lying on the couch downstairs rather than in an upright position on his lazy boy. I wonder if the humidity is responsible. I know that those fighting illnesses are at risk during heat waves. He was outside this morning for about ½ hour pulling out weeds, and perhaps this was ½ hour too much time spent outdoors in this kind of weather. He was motivated to move outside and attend to this task, so I encouraged him. Since he lacks motivation in general, I felt it was a good sign, but as soon as he came indoors, he took to the couch, and there he remained.
Dr. MacDonald called this afternoon when I was out and told Gilly to ask Thi tomorrow for the prescription he made out based on yesterday’s blood results. I have no other details, since I didn’t take the call myself, but I’m assuming it is a hormone to address his diminished (virtually nonexistent) appetite. I’ll know more tomorrow.
We planned to go up north tomorrow, but we just received word this evening from John that there is no power. We may delay the trip, depending on the situation. Tomorrow seems to hold many answers.
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