Thanks for your welcomes and replies so fast! Hubby is barely mobile. Huffs, puffs just getting dressed. Only place he rallies to is the liquor store and maybe the doctors. We just returned from spending the winter in FL where I honestly thought he was gonna die. Almost came home. Figured out that the medical marijuana the doc down there prescribed to help his appetite, was probably too much for his liver, esp when I discovered he'd take it in the a.m. with Xanax and I took it all away. It was awful! The only thing that seems to help his appetite is prednisone, but you can't stay on that for long, so it's up and down, up and down.
He also has an abdominal aeortic anurysm (spelling?) we're watching. He had the one above it fixed a few years ago but they couldn't fix both at once ---to high a morbidity rate. He's seeing that doc next month. He hasn't seen the primary care doc yet since we've been home. I guess if he want's to go, he'll make an appt.