I have been calling around looking for a drugstore that has the medicine that K's doctor prescribed today. It cost so much and I guess there is not enough people taking it that the stores don't have it on hand. I will try some more in the morning.

K's potassium level is increasing because of the bone tumors. This will cause heart and kidney problems if not corrected. The doctor gave us the new prescription today and he knows our problems and that we can not pay for our medicine. I wonder sometimes if he even cares.

I have nicknamed this particular doctor, Dr. Doom, from the first time I met him when K was hospitalized. He told me K wasn't going to live and I needed to prepare myself. No other doctor told me that and I must have met over a dozen during the week K was there. Dr. Doom became K's lung specialist and he is still telling us to prepare ourselves. He told K today that he might have six good months left. Then prescribes him medicine that I have not even found and probably can't pay for it when I do find it. He is the doctor that put K on eight hundred dollars worth of medicine. K would have died if we hadn't found a program to help us get it.

K was very upset, naturally, when we left the doctor's office. I don't know if it is a good thing, telling someone they only have a few months to live. Being told that effects people differently. With K, he wants to just quit altogether. I think I would try to cram as much living as possible in the few months I had left. I would be doing everything possible to prolong my life. Yes, I know, everyone is different, like I said before. It is just hard, watching him give up. I pray for wisdom to know the right words to help him.

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The Lord God hath given me the tongue of the learned, that I should know how to speak a word in season to him that is weary: he wakeneth morning by morning, he wakeneth mine ear to hear as the learned. Isaiah 50:4