Will he make it to Dec. 3 our anniversary?

I haven't posted since August and frankly, I didn't think I would.

December 1 has come and gone. Bill's still here, but he's down to 113 lbs. Can't eat anything, he can't open his mouth to put food in. He is weak, has no stamina. Have gone back to the doctors but he can't lie on his back so we don't know if he will be able to do a PET scan again. Saw another ENT on Monday. It was an adventure in driving. We haven't been out at night in so long and we had to drive 35 miles to see the doctor. I'm not doing so well either, but why complain. I just have to write something because if I don't "talk" to something or someone I'll go nuts. Hell, I think I already am. I've called all kinds of people to see if they can advise me about his "eating" but if he won't do what they say where else can I turn. No one knows. I try to talk to our son but he's got his own problems and is looking for a job in state where there aren't any. He's a good son. Tells us to call if we need anything but I can't do that.

I made a comment about him not seeing Dec 3 which is our 44th anniversary and all he could think about was the 3rd day of the month was when our Social Security Checks come in. HOW'S THAT FOR LOVE??? I guess loving him for 44 years has not been good. I'm going now cause the clicking of the keys is driving him crazy. Oh yeah, he want me to write his obit. Great. What I did for my love, wrote his obit. Too sad.