Today didn't go as well as yesterday. The Ex is either distant in thought, or increasingly drug-fogged, or perhaps both.
We went to the radiation appointment and returned home for a homemade bean soup lunch. The Ex had two pretty good sized bowls and several pieces of fresh sourdough bread and butter.
He went back out to work after lunch, but returned an hour or so later, exhausted. At least I hope he was just exhausted and that I haven't poisoned him with my cooking!
So, this guy whom everyone is amazed is functioning at all, finally took an afternoon off, completely spent. The Rad-Onco doc said it was too soon for this to be an effect of the radiation treatments. I might be suspicious of that bean soup, but I ate some of it, too, and I'm still ok! :-)
He got a new Rx for Duragesic patches today, but we haven't had it filled yet. The doc Rx'd Duragesic because of the amount of Oxy being taken for breakthrough pain, and because there is an Oxycontin shortage in our area. I called every pharmacy in town, and none of them can fill any 30 mg oxycontin Rxs today. Maybe tomorrow, some said.
Being fairly certain I haven't injured anyone with my cooking, I plan to go ahead and make corned beef and cabbage and potatoes for dinner tonight.
If bean soup finally made him rest, maybe corned beef and cabbage will make him well. Well, ok, maybe not, but at least it's a normal thing to do on St. Patrick's Day, as normal as we can be in this situation anyway. I'm just so thankful that he's still eating!