Tanner isn't having a good day today. He is barely speaking and said his stomach hurts. He slept through his stem cell transplant and the subsequent hours of IV fluids that followed. Though i guess sleeping through the process is easier than being awake all those hours. I actually curled up in the chair myself (and my little chair wasn't half as comfortable as Tanner's) - though it's not as easy to nap in a chair now as it was in my younger days.

To show how bad Tanner feels, he has decided that he's not up to going out for mexican food with John and James tonight.

He ate a couple of bites of a ham sandwich (thank you, Aunt Tincey, for the ham) and about half a cup of soup for lunch. When I speak to him, he snaps back. It's just a bad day. Thankfully, the chemo is over and he doesn't have to take any more of the medicines that make him so sick. Now it will be a matter of him bottoming out in the next ten days and then climbing his way back up.

His dad and Janet are coming up for the weekend and should be here by tomorrow afternoon. My work is having an All Agent Meeting Sunday and Monday so I will head back to Fort Worth for that and then will come back here early next week. As his mom, it's very hard for me to leave him, but I know he's looking forward to seeing them. I just hope he starts feeling a little better.

Needless to say, it's a little quiet around the apartment today...