Well, I went to the doctor I said, "I'm feeling kind of rough"
He said, "Let me break it to you, son",
Your shit's fucked up."
I said, "my shit's fucked up?" Well, I don't see how--"
He said, "The shit that used to work-- It won't work now."
That amazing Grace sort of passed you by.
Then you wake up Every day you and hang your head and cry.
Yeah, you wanna die , But you just can't quit
Let me break it on down,
That's some fucked up shit.
--Warren Zevon, My Shit's Fucked Up, Life'll Kill Ya, (1999)
Speaking seriously, that's what happened. Didn't die, wasn't deteriorating fast enough. If you die or seriously deteriorate within 60 days you're out. They of course didn't of spring these rules on us until about Day 56. "Look at the the time; time for you to go" as my 7 year old says.
So, I'm back at home, having a 1st floor shower installed at considerable expense which would be even more if contractor friends of ours weren't doing the labor gratis. So back and forth between home and mom and Dad's place to try to get some sleep. Now I'm using the cane quite a bit more and sleeping more. More painkillers . A total of 55 pills a day now. Still, it's a hell a better being at home than hanging out with a bunch of 85 year olds. 19 of them "passed on" while I was there. So my shit's fucked up: Just not fucked up enough for hospice.
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Hey, Tom. Good to see you back on the blog, and to hear that you're back at home. Also great to see you at the wedding. Live till you die, man, and may the rest of us do the same.
Cousin Steve
Good to hear from you again. And personally glad that you get to live at home again. Hospice can't be good. Hang in there and know you have many people cheering for you.
I'm glad to hear your shit is less fucked up than it absolutely has to be and that you are home.
Kathleen
Please for those of us out here in blog-land, let us know how Tom is doing.
Keeping you in prayer,
Comrade L
Comrade L (& other bloggers),
Tom was re-admitted to hospice 09/22. Although they are doing an excellent job of keeping him comfortable, he is immobile, has trouble swallowing and at times struggles to communicate. He sleeps most of the time but once in a while we see him alert and able to joke around.
Thanks for your continued prayers for Tom.
Megan (Tom's sister)
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