Who takes care of the caretaker?

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

I had to google c.Diff.
I wish I hadn't.
God damnit.

[Suu]

I had to google c.Diff.
I wish I hadn't.
God damnit.

The amount of bleach, accelerated hydrogen peroxide, and hypochlorous acid I have had to unleash upon my house in the last few days has made me sick.

I developed stress shits (I already have IBS) and decided I was dying of C.Diff, so I did what any fucked up anxious twat would do and that was go right for the probiotics and kombucha.

You do NOT take probiotics and slam 2 cans of kombucha in the same day. What I did to my colon was on par with what Cramulus did with oranges, only hella faster. I legit was ready to go to the ER for a test despite Mr. Suu telling me I did it to myself, I called Jeff, who was legit shitting himself at the hospital, and asked him if it burned, and he was like, "No, that's acid. That's the kombucha you idiot." So I caught a moment of reason and then called my MD friend who, confirmed, yes, you do not just swallow mass quantities of Lactobacillus Acidophilus to murder any potential Clostridium Difficile in a bacterial war of attrition. I've been told to lay off the probiotics for several days until shit (literally) normalizes and I can stop fire pooping.

The odds of me getting c. Diff from Jeff are actually pretty low. I wash my hands CONSTANTLY as it is thanks to years of working in food and bev, and that is the number one way it's passed. All the bleach in the world will kill it on hard surfaces but if you don't wash your hands, it doesn't matter. I probably do have some in me, most people do, it's how gut bacteria works, but my biome is allegedly healthy. Well, as healthy as it can get considering the tea vinegar bomb I just unleashed on it.

He will probably be colonized with this bad bacteria for months, now. They didn't give him antibiotics because he created antibodies to the toxins and appears to have beaten it, which is better, it has less of a chance of reoccurrence. Still, 1 in 5 will get it again, so I'm gearing up for explosive shits round 2 next month.

Your gut microbiome is fucking terrifying. Do not, DO NOT, fuck with it if you can. One tip in the wrong direction and you get either fire shits and scorch your sphincter with too much Lactobacillius like me, or, you will just literally shit yourself into sepsis with c.Diff. There is no happy medium, only the former won't kill you.

[Doktor Howl]

Your gut microbiome is fucking terrifying. Do not, DO NOT, fuck with it if you can. One tip in the wrong direction and you get either fire shits and scorch your sphincter with too much Lactobacillius like me, or, you will just literally shit yourself into sepsis with c.Diff. There is no happy medium, only the former won't kill you.

This is why I feed mine gas station sushi.  Toughens the little bastards up.

[Suu]

1 step forward, 2 steps back.

The current chemo cocktail is manufactured from pure hate and Satan's taint sweat. Not sure how well it's working yet, he just completed round 3, and has round 4 next week after Christmas. He goes in for imaging on the 3rd. The side effects are horrific, I don't think Cramulus shitting his pants eating all those fucking oranges could handle this. I don't think Dok could handle this after a plate of vindaloo. This is volatile, projectile, Geneva Convention-violating grade weaponized diarrhea. He's so bad about taking his meds it doesn't help, either. If I am not here to force Imodium and Enterade down his throat, he won't take it.

His hip is acting up again. He had a few weeks of full mobility and now he hurts again. My guess is that he overexerted himself, but since there is a pathological fracture in there, he needs to take it easy.

On top of it all, our cat has severe hyperthyroidism and is allergic to his medication, so we have to take the next steps and give him radioactive iodine at a specialist 45mins away. Okay, so, today he goes in for x-rays and his abdominal mass I found last year has grown a lot, so they took a fresh biopsy. I really fucking hope it's still just fat. PLEASE let it just be a weird ball of fat. I can't handle both him and Jeff having cancer right now. I'm on the verge of snapping as it is.

I'm in a constant state of dehydration to the point I'm achy and don't want to do anything coming off of the semester, which means I need to, you know, hydrate and do things. I have plenty of projects to work on, and executive dysfunction is fucking hell. When I ask for help from family, my mom just yells at me for being lazy.

This is awesome. I just want them both to die now so I can fucking disappear.

[Suu]

Jeff went into the hospital 2 days ago. He's not coming home for a while.

That's all.

[Suu]

He's home now.

Diagnoses:
-Neutropenia among other crashed blood counts. Needed 3 bags of B+.
-Dehydration and electrolyte imbalance because of hypermotility, was basically on banana bags the entire week.
-Malnutrition and extreme weight loss, because fuck listening to your wife when she said Campbell's chicken and rice isn't enough. He started hallucinating when his brain ran out of fats.

His hip is causing a lot of pain again, so we're moving forward with planning for the replacement. He's now on very high calorie Boost shakes on top of good bulking foods like rice, and now has at-home physical therapy starting today, PLUS prednisone to make him gain weight rapidly.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

Campbell's chicken and rice is basically salty water with bits of crap floating here and there. 
Good to hear he's on the shakes, anyway.

[Suu]

Campbell's chicken and rice is basically salty water with bits of crap floating here and there. 
Good to hear he's on the shakes, anyway.

It tastes like wanting to feel better as a child. I get it, but it's not nutrient dense. He consumed enough calories for the day at breakfast and lunch, not including snacks and dinner. I am no longer fucking around and he is no longer allowed to complain.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

It tastes like wanting to feel better as a child.

Ah, yeah. For me that would be metallic Hawaiian Punch from a can. It's all "I don't have to go to school and Mom will fetch me anything I need." It's just sugar water and dye and fake flavoring. Quite possibly worse than Campbell's. But if they still put it in cans I'd probably keep some on hand for sick days.

I get it, but it's not nutrient dense. He consumed enough calories for the day at breakfast and lunch, not including snacks and dinner. I am no longer fucking around and he is no longer allowed to complain.

It sounds like nobody's at "Let him do what he wants." So there's that. It's not much but it's something.

[Suu]

It tastes like wanting to feel better as a child.

Ah, yeah. For me that would be metallic Hawaiian Punch from a can. It's all "I don't have to go to school and Mom will fetch me anything I need." It's just sugar water and dye and fake flavoring. Quite possibly worse than Campbell's. But if they still put it in cans I'd probably keep some on hand for sick days.

I get it, but it's not nutrient dense. He consumed enough calories for the day at breakfast and lunch, not including snacks and dinner. I am no longer fucking around and he is no longer allowed to complain.

It sounds like nobody's at "Let him do what he wants." So there's that. It's not much but it's something.

Honestly I seriously thought he was starting to give up this go. When he told me he was starting to see things and that he no longer had a center or bearings of "up" and "down", I was fucking terrified it was in his brain. This type of cancer very rarely metastasizes to the brain but it would be my overachieving husband to pull it off. All scans were clear, and nutrition was like, 'TOLD YOU SO'. I wasn't read the riot act or anything, but now he's learning the importance of calories. I make sure he has his daily intake by lunch, anything after that is to gain weight.

This chemo is a fucking cruel beast, though, so while he got to skip this round, he still needs more. That was only round 3 of this new line. Round 3. Out of a potential 12. He should have finished his first line by now but it stopped working. This one is working, it's just far, far more toxic.

This is going to be a fucking ride.

[Telarus]

Damn, that must have been terrifying. Liv once messed up her meds & just figuring that out over a couple of days was  scary. Very glad he's doing better.

[Suu]

Damn, that must have been terrifying. Liv once messed up her meds & just figuring that out over a couple of days was  scary. Very glad he's doing better.

Malnutrition is a hell of a drug. 0/10 do not recommend.

Stress actually made me fuck up my meds also. I started taking cyclobenzaprine instead of levothyroxine because the pills at my dosage look the same. Didn't understand why I was so tired for a week.

[Suu]

I finally have a doctor's appointment for myself tomorrow. I still very much need a dentist's appointment. My thyroid is enlarged from Hashimotos, I started vomiting pure acid again, and my period has almost stopped. Over/under on her blaming it on my weight and not my stress levels.

Mr. Suu's doctor's don't know what to do about how he hurt his hip. It has bone mets, but the pain appears to be muscular. He tried to get out of PT today and both his PT and myself laughed until HE cried.

My cat had radioactive iodine treatment and just got home after 2 days at the medspa where he was an asshole to the staff. He is now capable of contaminating me with 1mSv over the next week until the I-131 decays to half life. So things have gotten interesting. If I accidentally ingest some of his shed iodine, it can make my thyroid worse. Naturally, Mr. Suu is in such condition as he cannot scoop litter or feed Walking Chernobyl, so it's all me. All I really have to do is not let him sit on my lap for too long and wash my hands with dial, but I really wish I had a Geiger Counter right now.