Finding a Release

So much for waiting until next week for the doctor. Kev's feeling worse tonight. So tomorrow we call and plead for an earlier date.

Plan B is call the oncologist and see what she can do. Maybe try his internist too.

Plan C will take us back to Point A and the office in Indiana. They'll have someone on call for Dr. Francis.

I do not understand the 'wait until he's really sick' concept here.

Kev has put himself on a liquid diet to avoid teasing the beast within. Broth, juices, applesauce. To relieve the most immediate range of discomfort he made a supper of a bottle of that prep stuff you have to drink the day before a colonoscopy.

That's going to make for a long night once it kicks in somewhere in the range of midnight to 2 a.m.

Well, at least Kevin has a 'release,' so to speak. I'm going to have to go find something to smash in order to vent a little of my frustration about making him wait so long.