Last week had an issue, felt like a blockage and my symptoms were similar to when my cancer, so after contacting the doctors office, they wanted me to go to the emergency room.
I did have a blockage, but it wasn't what I was expecting. Left kidney (some sort of tube), blocked in one area, partially blocked in another. Now I have a bag on that side. CT scan showed blockage and showed the cancer had expanded. Monday going in for pet scan to show exactly how much expansion, as I am expecting to hopefully estimate my time left.
Stopped my non working chemo and they are putting me on something pretty new (approved by the FDA in the last month, the week before they got their information on it, looks like I may be the first person in the KC area to be on it, so no one knows what to expect).
Medical POA done, and filed with multiple places. Beneficiary deeds being finished today. Talked with who I adopted the cats from and his sibling has sobered up/been in treatment. They would be happy to take the cats back, and I think the cats would adapt easier to their prior owner. My sister would love them, but her husband and one kid are allergic.
Next week I hope to get the vehicles TOD done.
Been working on the will, next week will start giving some of the stuff out/away. Some will happen after I am gone, but trying to make life easier for those I leave behind.
I am expecting 6 to 9 months left, hopefully mostly good.
Working on the ownership of the restaurant stuff, but fighting with the idiot as he keeps thinking he has a clue of what is going on, and has been out for more then a year now (and not stepped foot in the place). He calls expecting us to close to physically pick him up and carry him into dialysis. He has been kicked out of all his ride shares, because he can't physically get himself up or down.
If I disappear for a bit, I am just trying to get stuff done. Not being able to drive, means I need help and will have to be available on other peoples schedules, and I am grateful for the help. My hospital stay, we determined that my pain scale is so far out of whack from a normal person, that my 1, would be a normal persons 5-7. My 8 from two weeks ago, and my family said they would be dead. They have me taking pain meds to keep things under control and now I am able to walk, without a walker, not having to use a wheelchair at the doctor's office. I may be able to drive again in a couple of weeks, that will speed things along for me.
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