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Cecil Scaglione, Editor

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Scary Day …

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… yesterday . Bev had terrible time trying to breathe early in morning but improved as the day progressed. Calling for more shots of morphine. The hot-and-humid monsoon weather isn’t helping. Plan to discuss steps-to-come with hospice and long-term-care insurance folks in next few days.

Interesting to note she’s monitoring her own progress in this blog — so, if anyone has a response, they can do so here and she’ll see it.

Mike called before his trip: he’s flying to Toronto tomorrow for Lou’s b’day Thursday, Scaglione tribe picnic Saturday in Hamilton and gathering at Lou’s place next Sunday. Then it’s train to Windsor and final-day with a long-time friend in Ann Arbor the day before he leaves and gets back to Detroit airport two weeks from now. Lou called and he’s getting ready for the visit and the weekend activity. He and Jean are sked to be here in a month. We’re both looking forward to that, Bev much more so to chats with Jean and Lou.

 

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Written by Cecil Scaglione

July 15, 2018 at 4:09 pm

Bev’s on Hospice-at-Home Care Now

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No more doctor’s appointments, tests and treatments. Part of my responsibilities is to give her .25 ml of morphine and .25 ml of Ativan as needed. Morphine is the go-to medication when she’s in discomfort or distress. Ativan no more than every 2 hours. There’s an array of other meds to take throughout the day.

A nurse (Liz) comes every Tuesday, nursing assistant (Crystal) every Mon and Thurs, Dr. Abraham visits every three weeks, and a social worker (Emily) drops by randomly.

Bev did manage a Target trek this week that had to be cut short because it pooped her right out. But, after a cacao-coffee in the bistro, she recovered and had a real good rest-of-the-day.

It’s no longer Good Day, Bad Day, it’s good morning/bad morning, good afternoon/bad afternoon or good evening/bad evening.

It’s hard to breathe watching her destruction. It’s wonderful that she’s such a game fighter but it’s heart-bruising, stomach-knotting, and eye-watering to watch her getting up slower and slower and slower after each knockdown.

 

 

Written by Cecil Scaglione

June 27, 2018 at 3:58 pm

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