Day 38, Magic Number 4. I know, we’re all thinking today is Day 40 already, but we had a little setback/disappointment. Peter tried valiantly to get some food into himself this morning, and downed half a smoothie and a bite of pear, but then lost it all. I gave him an anti-nausea pill and then, later, he took his pills as scheduled and couldn’t keep his pre-radiation pill down. We proceeded on to the clinic, but he couldn’t manage to get through the treatment and so will have to add one more day to his calendar. His last radiation day will now be Friday, the 22nd, not Thursday, the 21st. Gotta get those thirty sessions in. A radiation vacation is not the happy holiday you might think it should be.
How I’m looking forward to watching him dig into a meal and eat with good appetite and no ill consequences! I know that day is coming.