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| Price on the 13th of March, 2011. Looking pretty thin. |
Today, he stopped wanting to eat. But he has his own couch in the guest/comics room, with layers of afghans and a black woolen shawl, a heating pad, a selection of food, antibiotics and Dramamine.
We should all have it so good when we're approaching the end.
I'm not saying he is -- we're not giving up -- but we're done dragging him around on the highways on cold rainy days to get to doctors. He's home.
If the Ring of Fire is unzipping anyway, it's as good a time for us as any. We wouldn't even have time to run out the back door and up the hill.
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Agh, I feel so sorry for both of you. I hope he is just taking a break for a bit--maybe he ate *too* much when he came home, to make up for lost time, and now he's digesting it all like a python. Oddly, my Mom had a bowel resection a few months ago, and I remember her saying that digestion was a pretty uncomfortable process and put you off wanting to eat very much. I hope it's just some pain/discomfort and a desire to rest rather than eat any more, for now.
I with you all the best of luck, I know how stressful that can be.
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