Monday, July 01, 2013
Danny has been doing very little the past four days, since starting chemotherapy, but sleeping. He has eaten very little - quite a change from his usual very robust appetite. It reminds me, in a scary way, of how he acted before his cancer was first diagnosed.
Today, in spite of a LOT of anti-nausea drugs (I have even been waking him up at 3 A.M. every day to take a pill), he got sick. He ate nothing all day until tonight when I made him some tomato soup, which is his favorite. He ate his bowl of soup, and didn't even keep it down for five minutes before he threw it all up.
I guess I knew there would be days like this, but all I can think right now is how long the road ahead is.