Another Really Not-So-Good Day

Jim is weak, exhausted and in very bad shape. All of the attempts at a solution to the "no go" problem have failed. The doc called this afternoon to check on Jim's progress. No progress. So we will go back to the clinic tomorrow and they will do some sort of "intervention." Again, I did not ask. He sees his oncologist on Thursday so does lab work tomorrow. It's always something.

He slept most of the day today. This is the grand fatigue they talk about. He has finally succumbed to it, after a valiant struggle to deny it. I am relieved. This overwhelming fatigue is the body's way of taking time to heal. By 6 PM he was in for the night. Again this evening he said that he is clearing his throat and spitting less frequently. A good sign.

We have switched sleeping arrangements. He likes the guest bathroom better; it is smaller and warmer (and he's spending a great deal of time there!). So he has moved across the house and I have ensconced myself in the big bedroom in the big bed. Yippee! No more twin bed for me.

The gorgeous weather is holding. This morning the roof tops were frosted over. The grass was sparkling with frozen dew. It was brisk and bright for my morning walk. It's almost winter. And because Jim is so cold all the time we have burned almost all of our winter wood. I better call the local supplier and get in another cord! Usually a cord of wood lasts us about three years. This year? Three months.