Apr 08, 2013 - 12:53 pm
I have been quiet lately, it's just been tough times.
Dennis started his Folfiri with Avastin and is feeling pretty good but I think the chemo is having a effects other than tireness and nausea. Within a week of starting chemo he has screamed at me several times, told me that I am vendictive and selfish and had a break down at a family dinner. He says things that I never dreamed I would hear coming from his mouth. My health has suffered, I have had to go to ER and clininc couple times and am on meds for high blood pressure.
Dr. Doom sent him to an appt with a pallative care guy Friday and the jerk told him there is no hope and that he should wear a DNR band (they out one on him before he left). I get it, he is stage lv and there is no cure but he is doing really well and feels good. The pallative care dr even told him 3-4 times that he can't believe how good he looks. Dennis keeps asking me if they have told me something that they haven't told him because of how they keep talking about the end of life. I am blown away that he thinks I would keep something like that from him.
I don't know what to do, I am alone most of the time and seem to be the last one on his list to spend time with.