This has been the longest day. Jimmy has slept ALL DAY LONG. Yesterday and the day before, he was miserable. Today he says he doesn't feel so badly, just tired. No books, no golf channel, no gin rummy, just sleep. Every few hours I wake him up, try to get him to eat and drink something, and MAKE him go for a walk down the corridor and back. He has no appetite and nothing tastes good to him. He's not supposed to eat fresh fruit or vegetables during this stem cell mobilization process and he can't tolerate anything very heavy. I'm trying to get him to eat something light fairly often, soup, scrambled eggs and toast, Ensure. Our conversations today have gone like this: "Eat this." "I'm not hungry." "Tough. Eat it anyway".
We don't have to be back at the clinic until Monday morning. Jimmy isn't up to going anywhere, and I don't want to get too far from the hospital in case he has has some sort of a reaction, but I surely do wish we could go home.