I have seen Jim cry only a couple times in his life. Yesterday was one of them. After attempting to go back to work on Tuesday, Wednesday he started with joint pain in his right knee. Thinking it was just from moving around more at work, we thought nothing of it. By Wednesday evening he was now feeling joint pain in his left ankle. Hum...that's weird. By Thursday morning he was in so much pain we finally realized it must be a gout attack.
While he has had attacks in only one leg at a time, when it is in both legs, it is almost impossible to move, let alone walk. Up comes the walker from the basement and we attempt to move around. We started on the gout medication which seems to help but it also comes with nausea. The real attempt came when trying to climb upstairs where his cycler is for dialysis. This is where it got painful and the tears came. Knowing we had no other option....we had to climb the stairs and God knows I'm not able to carry him, he fought his way upstairs while I stood behind him hoping this 240 lb. man wouldn't take us both out.
Friday I called his PD nurse and she was able to call a prescription in for some steroids hoping to relieve the inflamation in the joints. After taking a couple doses of Prednisone, he woke up this morning feeling much, much better. I know Jim is always feeling better when he asks..."What's for dinner tonight?"
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