Things aren't so good at our house. Butch is not in a good way. We do have an appointment next Tuesday for a scope. They tell us the lymph glands on both sides of his stomach are enlarged. He has a hard time breathing, and that seems to get worse by the day. We are working with a cardiac doctor, an oncologist (weight loss), and the surgeon doing the scope, plus his primary care doctor. All of them are good, and they all get along with each other. He has a CPAP, and it helps, but that is all it does. I was hoping for more. I have heard the phrase Congestive Heart Failure bandied about. The main problem is that they can't do much until something else is done. Much like being on a merry-go-round, except it ain't too merry! Hopefully, the procedure they do next Tuesday will tell them enough to begin a healing process on something somewhere. Butch said the other day that he thinks his square dance days are over. If that is all that's over, I will be more than happy!
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