Well, Tom barfed all night and kept it up until about 2:00 this afternoon. Way to lose weight. Seriously though, I am worried why he seems to have had such trouble with yesterday’s dinner (if in fact this is the culprit). Either way, how awful for a man with an already fragile esophagus (Tom suffers from Barretts esophagus - a pre-cancerous condition) to repeatedly barf up Duff’s extra hot wings! Poor Tom!
He is still not well when Pete comes over for what was to be a dinner out and my telling him about my surgery. Instead, Tom napped for much of my talk with Pete, only joining us at the end. Pete, like many people I assume, knows little about the surgery and expectations associated with it, but knows a person or two who has had it with largely good outcomes. As such, Pete is interested and supportive - asks a little; offers a little, but no strong reactions or comments either way. I am glad when he asks Tom how he is doing with it in particular, as I hope for him to have support for himself - especially during the surgery and while he must visit the same hospital Karen died in. Although I don’t want to ask, I secretly hope Pete will take the day off and stay with Tom during my actual surgery.
March 28th, 2009 | 
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