Plan B continues to go awry!
Bone pain increasing, sleepless nights and numb legs so on Saturday we rang various people who rang various people who got the message confused and, 7 hours after the original phone call, upgraded us to a blue-light emergency. Cue excited neighbours, irritated ambulance drivers and, eventually, a morphine prescription which did the trick as far as the bone pain was concerned but it seems to have taken my OH's brain away and left a small damp ball of cotton wool in its place.
Bit better Sunday - up to two small damp balls (I've just realised that I'm heading for oooo-er-Matron / Carry on up the Prostate territory here so will stop that metaphor immediately!) and bone pain more manageable.
Follow up calls from lovely hospice nurse and from the cancer hospital and then from the onco today wanting my OH to go in overnight and have another MRI scan tomorrow. Unsurprisingly he declined the offer so he's been told to up the Dexamethasone dose from 0.5 to 4mg immediately, and take another 4mg tomorrow morning. Then off for the scan in the afternoon.
And even more excitement from my brother (who has Amyloidosis Myeloma and a host of complications) who collapsed yesterday and ended up in a chair in A&E most of the night. Back home now and ok. I've passed the remains of the gin bottle on to my sister-in-law.
Oh to be bored witless, sitting around in a fog of tedium with nothing to do except watch the rain and pluck stray nostril hair.