The past couple of days have been real tough.
Turns out that dehydration was only part of the problem.
Gord's GvHD of the gut is proving to be mighty stubborn. They're giving him a different kind of steroid through IV now - they will wait to see if things improve over the next 2 days & if not, then what we're dealing with is called 'steroid refractory' GvHD & has to be dealt with in a more aggressive way. I'm not going to start worrying about that until it's an actual *thing* though. He's in the General now but will be transferred to PMH tomorrow, hopefully. I'll feel so much better when he's there.
He's weak & tired & vomiting & has terrible diarrhea but thank god he still has his sense of humour which shines through at the exact right times.
My mom is staying with me, minding little Frankie so that I can be with Gord - I really have no idea what I'd do without her here. I was starting to feel like I was just dangling out in the middle of nowhere.
I've seen Gord get through some really hairy situations over the last 4 years, so I am holding onto the fact that genetically, he is made up of like, 80% rubber.