Fatigue has set in

Jim spent most of the day sleeping. After his shower this morning he felt absolutely worn out and went back to sleep for about three hours. It's true, it was cold, wet, overcast, gloomy, so why not stay in bed? I am only concerned that he is weak and tired because of low blood count and low calorie intake. But he has assured me that he is pouring sufficient supplement into his tube. I guess, then, it is just the recovery process.

Caitlin, in the pink of health, also lounged around, reading, resting, and generally taking it easy after a rather hectic few days in Chicago. It must be something in the air.

I, on the other hand, had a glorious massage this morning, a Christmas gift from Jim. But I succumbed to the low-key day. We watched Beat the Devil this afternoon, an old (1953) Humphrey Bogart film for which Truman Capote and John Huston collaborated on the screen play. Cast included Jennifer Jones, Gina Lollabrigida, James Underdown, Robert Morley and Peter Lorre, among others. A classic!

Perhaps Jim will have more energy tomorrow. If the weather is better, you can depend on it.