I have been a bit MIA lately. My cousin came to stay with me for two days. It was really nice to see her as it had been over a year since she was here last. She helped me a bit around the house, but most of all just having her here motivated me to get things done myself. Thank you so much, Cuz.
As you saw in the photos I posted, my cousin and I took the furrybear to the hospital to see her daddy. It went really well. I was worried about how she would react in a strange environment, but she did so good! When she first went in the room, she was very leery of her surroundings and cautiously walked up to Bear. After a few minutes and coming to the conclusion that he was not a figment of her imagination, she began to wag her tail and get excited to see her Daddy.
The nurses loved her and in fact we were asked if we can bring her into see another patient, and so we did. She did very well with the other patient too. So well, in fact, that I am seriously considering to look into what it takes to become a Therapy Dog.
Bear was so happy to see his pup. He was upset at first because he thought she forgot him, but she was just protecting her heart.
I hope to take her again this week.
On Friday, I saw Bear in his chair for the first time since he was admitted into the hospital. The lift that lifts him off the bed and into the chair was pretty neat to see, but also heartbreaking to see him so vulnerable. I walked him up and down the hall a few times. He is not quite ready to leave the ward yet but maybe a few more times in the chair he will be able to sit in it longer.
He tells me that for Hallowe'en, Santa showed up and gave all the patients a treat.
Yesterday, my mom and uncle showed up and my mom decided to spend the night at my house. By the time we got back to my place from the hospital it was pretty late so we just ate and watched a little tv. I started falling asleep on the couch at a very early time due to lack of sleep the night before.
Today, I managed to go back to the gym since my mom was here to keep the furrybear company. I really need my gym visits to get my energy level back up, especially with the overload of Hallowe'en candy.
When I arrived at the hospital today, I thought I went into the wrong room. Bear had his beard shaved off. He never had a beard before he ended up in the hospital in August. With radiation they recommend no shaving during that period of time, and by the time the effects of radiation would wear off, he was back in the hospital where he's been since. But today the lack of beard showed how much weight he's lost in his face. I was shocked! Of course, I hadn't thought to take my camera today, so I will have to take it tomorrow.
Bear has been feeling up and down the last few days. He has an airbed now which he likes much better than the other one. The throat infection (Thrush - thanks Dana for the correct term) is clearing up and he is finally able to eat a little better again.
Since arriving in the palliative care unit, he has had a few showers. However, today they put him in the tub, which he says was much better than the shower in his current condition.
I am glad they are keeping him as comfortable as possible and allowing him some normal-like activities. I know how much he'd rather be at home. I would rather him be at home too.