Wednesday

CANCER SUCKS IT JUST PLAIN SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They say that in order to kill the cancer they have to almost kill the person...how true. Bryon is in such immense pain, his morphine has once again been upped. He is almost at the maximun he can have. Seven days of radiation done, eight more to go.
He can hardly get up off the couch, it took 45 minutes tonight and help from Marj just to get him standing. I really didn't know what to do. He can't get out of bed without help, anything that requires him lifting himself up or walking. Sandi's son is going to put a ramp out our front door which will make it easier to get him into the car. If things go according to plans I can just wheel him out. It is so hard to see him this way I can't begin to imagine what he is going through. Charles didn't have to work today so he helped me get him to radiation, tomorrow Marj is going to help. I am so tired, so profoundly angry, and so scarred. I know that this will turn out with Bryon in remission, but the path to get there is so rocky.
Pill time (mine that is) and then to bed.