Friday, September 28, 2012

Diagnosis: Leukemia; September 28, 1988

I woke up at nine o’clock. Mom phoned shortly afterwards, she was really upset. She said that Dad had phoned and was really depressed. He is on a blood thinner that they use to kill rats. They have to use it to thin down his blood so it doesn’t clot. He said to Mom that he feels like a mouse ready to die. The doctor had come in to see him this morning and said that he didn’t know when he would be having his surgery, maybe on Friday but he wasn’t scheduled.

Mom said she wanted to go to the hospital right away and she wondered if I would look after Geordie. I told her that I would. It sure was upsetting to hear their conversation, I didn’t know if there was any meaning to what Dad was saying or he was just depressed and wanted to come home. We have been through quite a bit lately I don’t think I could handle much more.

Mom came over around ten o’clock and Geordie stayed with us. Geordie seemed quite happy to see us, he’s probably glad to see someone else. Mind you I had to keep calling him upstairs or else he would just sit by the front door and cry.

After lunch we went to Alex’s class. I thought maybe he would complain about being left alone in the class but he was fine. After the class we went to Toy City to see if they had any costumes for Halloween but they didn’t have them out just yet.

When we got home Geordie was sure glad to see us. I phoned Jeff to see if Mom had phoned him to tell him about Dad but Mom hadn’t. I told him that I still had a cold or I would go up to the hospital. Jeff was quite surprised to hear that Dad was so depressed. He said he had talked to him last night and he seemed to be okay. Jeff said he was going up today but he would go earlier and spend more time with him.

I also phoned Joan to ask the same thing and she said she hadn’t talked to Mom either. She said she knew the woman who booked the surgeries and that she would give her a call to see if something could be done.

We ate dinner at six o’clock. Mom came around seven o’clock, she said that Dad was doing much better. She said that when she got there Dad told her that he had to talk to himself and stop being so silly. I was really glad to hear that he was feeling better.

After Mom had left and I had gotten Alex ready for bed I phoned Dad. When he first started to talk his speech was quite slurry. At first I thought he was joking around, then I realized he was serious. He said I’m going to have my sloperation tomorrow you know. The more he talked the more his speech improved. Dad said that the nurse had given him a shot because he had an allergic reaction to the blood thinner. He said it sure makes me feel drowsy. Then he told me that the nurse was going to give him another shot at ten o’clock. He wasn’t suppose to have it until one o’clock but they didn’t want to wake him up so they were going to give it to him earlier. I didn’t like that at all, especially when the drug makes him so drowsy anyways. Then he told me that they were going to give him a sleeping pill. He said I’ll be lucky if I can wake up. Then he added until noon. I said don’t start talking like that. Then he told me how depressed he had been this morning and how he had to talk himself out of it.

After I had talked to Dad I phoned Mom to find out if she had talked to him. Mom said she had and we both agreed that Dad sure was slurry.

I watched TV then I went to bed at eleven o’clock.

No Tests

Medication

Bactrim 9:30 a.m. ------ 5:45 p.m.
Mercaptopurine 9:30 a.m. ------ -----

Temperature 36.08C 5:45p.m.

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