Day 118 "Felt Better Today"

I slept good last night and when I woke up this morning it felt like a normal Saturday.  I laid in bed an extra hour and just enjoyed the morning doing nothing.  I had no fear of death, feelings that I would never get better, or depression.  I haven't woke up on a Saturday morning and felt like that in a long time.  I'm optimistic that I'll have more days like today but I'm sure there will be bumps along the way. 

My cousin picked me up this afternoon and we rode over to her parents and visited with them.  We ended up taking my aunt for a chest x-ray because she has been doing a lot of coughing and feeling bad.  We won't know the results until she hears from her doctor.  We then went for a long drive in the country and stopped and ate at a really nice Amish restaurant.  Everything went well until my uncle ordered a big piece of ham.  He took two bites and had to go to the bathroom to throw up.  After about fifteen minutes of him being gone he returned  and within another five minutes he was back in the bathroom throwing up.  I felt really bad for him and didn't know what to say.  I just told my aunt and cousin that he should probably be drinking something to rehydrate and replace the electrolytes he loses every time he throws up.  My aunt says that he's just bring up food that's stuck in his throat but I'm sure he's also bringing up some mucus as well as liquid.  I've been told that Gatorade is good for dehydration and replacing lost electrolytes.  I'm going to get a few bottles and take them over with me on Monday when I visit him.

There were also two messages on their answering machine that my uncle had done nothing about.  The first message was from the hospital wanting to pre-register him for his Pet Scan this following Tuesday and the second was from his oncologist wanting to make a follow up appointment to go over the results of his Pet Scan.  They were clear concise messages that he should have acted on but acted like he didn't understand them.  I wonder if he doesn't understand or he is just so overwhelmed.  So far he seems so strong but who knows how he's going to be six weeks from now.  I just know that I'm going to be there for him as much as I can.  We will hopefully know more this coming week after he sees the oncologist and I will keep everyone posted.