Dec 23, 2010 - 4:07 pm
Two days ago Mike rode the stationary bike in PT. He was bragging and goofing off with the nurses about it. Yesterday was no so good, lots of nausea and pain. Today I came in to his room and he didn't know where he was. Encephelopathy strikes again. They have been giving him the medicine to treat the ammonia that causes it, but its not working. I had to help him in the bathroom and clean him up. The man I married has disappeared again and its breaking my heart. Today I prayed that if he's too sick for the transplant that God will take him quickly. But who knows? In another two days he may be on the bike again.
I used to think the not knowing was the worst, but now I'm not so sure.