Thank you for your kind words and advice 🌻.
Things went a bit topsy-turvy this week and I ended up taking my dad to hospital on Saturday, and he was admitted to the Oncology ward. He'd been struggling with getting any relief from the painkillers (morphine etc) and hadn't been able to eat for a few days. His weight was constantly dropping and had gone down from 78kgs at Christmas to 58kgs now. The Dietician had pre-warned the ward that he might be coming in.
So, DD11 and I dropped him off on Saturday. He was so frail and unwell :( DD busied herself unpacking his bags and making his room nice. They were able to get some liquids into him and you could almost see the colour coming back to his face. Later that night they fitted a feeding tube up his nose (that didn't sound very pleasant and was a bit of a struggle). When I went in the next day he was taking the feed slowly through the tube and seemed in much brighter spirits.
This was short-lived as the following day he woke up with stomach pain and vomiting. They did an emergency CT scan which showed he has some unusual 'twist' in his stomach (been there since birth) which was the likely cause of him being unable to take the feed in at a normal flow rate. They have since taken the feeding tube out and are now looking at alternatives (said something about a wider feeding tube so easier to get rid of excess air, does that sound right)?)
Had he not been on the clinical trial this would have been his last week - but he has one more week to go. This time next week dad .... you'll almost be done - we can all come and ring the bell with you❤although we know there is still a rough time ahead after that, ringing the bell will be a real turning point.
Sorry I waffled on a bit! He has a lovely room on the top floor of the hospital which overlooks the city and he can see the sea, and the harbour with the ships and windfarms. I asked them if I could take him up to the rooftop garden next time as it would be nice for him to feel some fresh air on his face.