Dad had his 1st liver cancer treatment on Monday (11/10). Perhaps due to the expectations set by the Dr, the aftermath was a bit more complicated than anticipated. Mom certainly was a bit taken aback by Dad’s resulting nausa/sickness and pain. He stayed in the hospital over night through the 11th, which was a day longer than anticipated. That said, I’m hopeful that the lessons and expectations from this treatment will help everyone be better prepared for the next one. I should be down there for that one as it occurs the Monday prior to Thanksgiving and I’ll be down there with my family. My brother will be flying in from Florida to be there too.
For me, I was totally unprepared from an expectations standpoint that he would be using a walker at home. I don’t know if that’s from weakness or from the treatment, since they go in through the groin area. I suspect it’s a combination, but probably more the latter. Still, realizing that Dad needs an assist to do something that I’ve watched him do all his lfe, be moble, is a bit jarring. I don’t expect it to be something that’ll last but I imagine it’ll reoccur with the conclusion of treatment. It’ll be interesting to see if he’s able to do without it before the next treatment date.
