I hear there isn’t much news in the Couv. Yaya came for a visit and is staying at the hospital tonight. I’ve been spending my days trying to sleep, get in some visits while I’m in PR, and force Joey to enter radio contests. I love it when he humors me.
Bowels and pain control still need work. But he managed to make it out to a movie tonight. Yeah for fun!
While Renee is in Van, I popped back to PR. Have been laying low with the exception of a day trip to Savary. Felt the need to condense my entire summer into one day. Vitamin D is good.
Still working on the bowels. Now his ankles are swollen too. Poor Joey!
Had a quick visit from the Clearwater crew. Much fun was had. Dinner with Mack, Kelt, Emma (and Poppa Randy, Kelvin, April and Momma R):
Joey working it with Keltie’s umbrella:
Keltie and Uncle J:
Mack and Uncle J:
You’re a tiger!
You are too!
This one not so sure. But thanks for coming out!
K & J
All I wanted for my birthday was for Joey to give a crap. He did and still is. Progress is steady, but slow. Things are moving, but he still looks a touch like this guy:
I suspect it will still be several more days of sticking to the plan, man. But hey, things are looking up.
I’ve never been this happy in my life to have a shitty birthday. Apparently, we have movement and lots of it! This will likely continue for some time, but at least things are in motion.
To illustrate (not that anyone wants me to), here is Mr. July from Joey’s Angels 2011 calendar:
That basically sums up the current situation. Reminder: calendars are available at Decibels Music and the Chopping Block in Powell River, or email us at firstname.lastname@example.org and we’ll send one out to you (calendars are $15 each). Just in case you wanted images such as these to be further seared into your brain.
Told you my next post would be happy.
After the first NG tube fell out partway a new one was put it. After the new one was readjusted several times to get it in the right spot, medicine slowly started dripping in around midnight last night. Today Joey was able to not barf it up. Success on one level! At least you can hear through his stomach that something is happening now, whereas before it was silence (not golden in this case). He also had a tiny poo, which I’m sure he is thrilled that I am broadcasting over the internet. For those of you that remember the dialysis days, this type of post is nothing new. However, it is still embarrassing and unfortunately for me, being “ha-poo” doesn’t have quite the same ring to it.
That said, there will likely be several more days of medicine, “bowel rest” (i.e. only liquid foods) patience, and pain. He is feeling marginally better, although his belly button is still an “outtie”. It literally looks like he swallowed a parachute and pulled the chute itself. Poor guy.
Speaking of poor guys, our friend Ryan Bentson, who is currently waiting for a lung transplant in Toronto, had not one, but two false alarms over the past couple of days. I believe that brings the total up to three at this point. Argh! We’re thinking of you and hoping that you get your real call soon.
And thus ends another week. I promise I will work on posting something happy soon.
K & J
Yesterday I gave consent for an NG tube to be inserted. Basically, that is a tube that goes up Joey’s nose and empties into his stomach to try and get medicine down. His nausea has been so bad that, in a nutshell, what goes down, must come up. Poor guy. Hopefully having the tube in will allow the medicine to get in and do its’ thang. Will likely be a few more days until any results are actually achieved though.
He is sleeping most of the time. Thank god. When he is awake he is in excruciating pain. Here’s hoping things improve soon.