BR's mama and aunt have once again made the trek from Louisiana to visit, comfort, and generally raise our spirits. We couldn't be more pleased to have them here. We'll be eating turkey gumbo (yum!) for lunch, and then BR and I will take them out for a steak dinner.
The results came back from BR's bone density test. He has osteoporosis. The GP recommends starting Fosamax, but I have some reservations. Certainly strong bones are a cornerstone of his quality of life, as is evidenced from the recent fracture. But from what I've read about Fosamax, it is yet another drug that may or may not help. I've developed a strong distaste for drugs that instead of curing a condition, only lessen the symptoms. Nobody seems to be asking why BR is losing bone mass -- just take a pill for the rest of your life, and maybe you won't get another fracture.
We are going to pass on Fosamax for now. With the Prialt trial next week, it isn't a good idea to add another medication to the mix. That said, I really don't like the thought of BR's bones breaking down. I need to read up on how to care for someone with osteoporosis who is also wheelchair bound.