My Sweet Husband

Trent had a bit of a rough day.  It is becoming increasingly difficult for him to get comfortable.  He has a lot of chest pain and can only lay on his left side.  He has started coughing up blood again.  Tomorrow they are considering doing another bronchoscopy to determine the cause of the bleeding in his lungs. If they can find the source they will probably do a localized radiation to cauterize it.  They gave him a breathing treatment and that loosened up enough sputum to do a culture on.  Those results will take another day or two.  Hopefully we will have results from the blood cultures that were done in Brigham by tomorrow.  

 After the breathing treatment they took Trent down for a CT scan of his chest.  The results were not surprising.  The tumor in the lower left lobe has grown another 2X3 centimeters.  We pretty much expected that since there was no treatment.  The tumor in his pericardium has grown but only slightly.  All the other tumors have grown a bit but not significantly.  The upper lobe of the left lung has partially collapsed.  There are small pleural effusions on both lungs and there is also a pericardial effusion.  They may "tap" him tomorrow to take care of those.  He has enlarged lymph nodes around his heart and an enlarged spleen.  These are probably due to the infection-whatever it is.  They are continuing the "big gun" antibiotics but have taken him off Meripenum in case they need to use it later on. 

Trent has been on morphine, OxyContin, and oxycodone 24/7 to try to control the pain.  It has been really hit and miss as far as comfort goes.  He has held tight to his little bear from the BCCH EMTs.  I guess he is sending extra love to the kids. :) 

This afternoon I was really tired and laid down on the little couch to close my eyes for just a minute or two.  I awoke to see Trent putting a blanket on me.  What?!  He was dragging his IV pole with him to bring me a blanket to make sure I was comfortable.  What a sweetie.  Even when he feels like death he is thinking of me. 

Trent was getting pretty anxious this evening so we called my Dad and brother, Josh, to come give him a blessing.  It was a beautiful blessing of comfort and strength for all the procedures and treatments that are anticipated for tomorrow.  As soon as his blessing was done he asked my dad to give me a blessing as well.  He was upset because he couldn't do it himself but we put my chair right next to his bed and Josh held Trent's hand on my head so he could participate.  He is definitely the most loving and selfless man I have ever met.  I am the luckiest woman in the world to have Trent as my best friend, father to my children, and eternal companion.  I would walk this road a thousand times over for him.  It has been the hardest thing I have ever done to watch him suffer so much.  Through it all he has been such a strength to me.  We are anxious about what lies ahead but we are at peace.  I have faith that whatever happens will be for our good.  I am still praying and hoping for a miracle and believe with every fiber of my being that Trent can beat this.  He is the strongest person I know and I am beyond blessed to have him as my sweet husband.