The Last Two Days....

Sunday Evening:

Still hiccupping and getting louder.  Brian came by to try a pressure point technique. Nope. I am waiting for a call back from the palliative nurse on call. This bout is over 3 and a half hours now. Options might include admission to hospital - but only for some specific treatment - not just to sit and wait there.

New med doesn't work. I just called palliative back. Sigh. Loren sounds uncomfortable and moans when he is asleep - still hiccuping - but is calm when I touch his shoulder and he wakes.

Sleep at last - the hiccups stopped.

Sunday Late Night:

And that didn't last long... headed to Riverview to try to get Loren able to sleep.
 

We'll try another med.

Blessed be His name in the road marked with suffering - tho there's pain in the offering - blessed be His name.
My throat is so full of tears that it hurts to swallow. We are born - and we die - needy. My love is so tired. Without any complaint - calmly - he endured all those hours of hiccups - only in his sleep do I hear the moans of suffering. He was groggy on admission to Riverview - but when the nurse asked if he had any valuables along - he said "Just my wife".
And finally they stopped. Loren is asleep.

When we come into this world people love to touch our fingers and curl them round theirs. I find myself reaching for Loren's now. 

Loren may be here in hospital for a few days - he's pretty groggy from all the meds - and from his high blood sugar.

8:30 a.m. Monday

We stopped to fuel up with Starbucks-to-go for Loren and the night crew (2nd shift) and relieve Mom + Dad.

Loren had some new anti-nausea meds before 3 and was able to sleep hiccup free from 3-5. Pain is increasing - morphine requested 3 times since 5. But much much clearer in mind. Starbucks coffee seemed to stop the hiccups and he is sleeping now.

Thank-you to all of you who came and helped, to those who prayed and helped and to those who helped others help. I know I am missing some - but I am grateful. Very.

I went home, had a bath, some yogurt and a glass of wine and crawled into bed before setting my alarm. I think I turned the TV on- but it was off when I woke up to my ride (Eric) ringing the doorbell. I opened my eyes and thought everything was normal - me hogging the bed while Loren made breakfast - and then I remembered...
 
Please pray for our kids, too.

10:30 a.m. Monday

Prayer, a bit of yogurt - the chaplain Al and our Al dropped by. And the hiccups stopped. And oh how grateful we are!  But the reflux is very bad.

12:30 p.m. Monday

Loren says, "need a haircut pretty soon.Thanks for continued support and prayer. Even though we go through tough times we feel that prayer and we are so aware of your support + love for our family. God bless "

Afternoon Monday

Loren says "Now I'm snorting" because he is taking sufentanyl up the nose, a type of morphine, fast acting. This seemed to do the trick. Pain is a 3 or 4 out of 10. The "pink lady" (antacid) and the sufentanyl helped the hiccoughs subside and afforded Loren some sleep.

Early evening:

Loren's hiccoughs are milder with the injections of Maxeran- and he can have a pink lady every 4 hours if needed. 

Cammie is snuggled up with Loren in bed. We're all going to see if we can catch a few minutes sleep.

Loren will be spending another night at Riverview.