Nothing better at this end. Steve came for dinner on Sunday and was pretty much stunned at the deterioration in Jay's cognition in just a month. Jay babbled about the hotel he stayed in in Indonesia and how he wanted to leave. I told Steve about Jay calling the police - again he was stunned.
So Monday morning Jay came into my room and said he needed "The Finder" which is me. I have a reputation of being able to find lost items and he's excellent at providing me with lost items. He'd lost his wallet. Since we had an appointment with Dr. Flippo we couldn't spend time looking for it. He had labs then we met with Dr. Flippo and as soon as she saw him, she knew something was off - she said she could see through him. I told her of the recent events and she agreed - no chemo, at least for Monday. She ordered an MRI asap to see if he'd had a stroke, more blood cultures, urine analysis, stool sample and since his magnesium was low, 4 grams of magnesium which is a two hour infusion. While he was being infused, I went home and searched some more - no luck. When I picked him up and brought him home, we searched some more - still no luck. During dinner, I jumped up and ran to his bedroom and searched under his mattress. Since he thought he was in a high rise hotel in Indonesia, I figured he'd want to hid the wallet from staff or thieves - nope. After cleaning up the kitchen, I went back into his bedroom and told him I was NOT giving up. He has a recliner on one side of his bed on which he piles the decorative pillows from his bed. I'd gone through the pillows but neglected to pick up the cushion. So, I picked up the cushion and wonder of wonders, there was his wallet. His face was so funny - his jaw literally dropped! He kept saying THANK YOU GOD!! I was extremely happy as the MRI was scheduled for Tuesday at 2 o'clock and he pretty much needed his medical cards. But all was well in this regard.
Tuesday, he was in the process of putting his office back together. I'd cleared the top of his desk which was absolutely covered with all kinds of crap! Of course, it's all back on top of his desk now and what's not there is on the floor. MRI was fine and he seemed in good spirits. We stopped at Pappadeaux for a bite to eat before heading home and he was still fine. Once we got home, he "lost" his wallet again but I was able to quickly find it. A friend recommended getting a Tile to slip into the wallet so that I can track it - ordered and will be here Thursday. He's back to being convinced we're not in the "real Dallas" and he wants to go home. My prayers for patience are unending and I really must keep it together.
This morning I took the "sample" back up to Texas Oncology Lab and then hit Willow Bend Mall for a little retail therapy. I was gone from the house less than two hours and yep, he'd "lost" his wallet again. Another quick find - can't wait to get that Tile! We ran over to Norma's for a quick dinner and then home for some TV therapy. He's still convinced we must return to Dallas. I can't seem to get him to believe me but I keep trying. I got his meds together along with two Colorado Capsules and a Unisom in the hopes he'll sleep and not worry all night.
We see Dr. Flippo on Tuesday to get the results of the MRI. I hope the longer he goes without the Erbitux, the clearer his memory will become, but I think that's a lost cause. Tomorrow, I'm devoting my day to getting his office back in order. Last time I did this I found year old bills but since last summer, I won't let any mail go into his office unless I've seen it.
Fun times!
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