Grand Fatigue

An overwhelming fatigue has set in and Jim is again sleeping, on and off, the entire day. It was rainy and chilly today. He watched some talking heads this morning, a bit of football, then slept off and on the rest of the day. At 6 PM he called it a day and headed off to bed. I asked him how he was feeling. His response was that he was discouraged because he was so tired and was unable to eat more. Today he managed some apricot nectar, some warm milk, and a tiny bit of egg custard. I know how impatient he is on a regular basis, but I had to remind him that the recovery from this terrible treatment was slow, slow, slow. He said, "I don't think we're going to make it to Bozeman." We had hoped to make a winter journey to see Cait and Mike in Bozeman in January. I can only remind him of what he's been through and although it only took them seven weeks to destroy him, it may take more than seven weeks to recover.