It's been a dismal few days. Simon is still at home but apparently is borderline at having to be put in hospital. His ulcers have improved a tiny bit, but they are still very painful and he is hardly able to eat anything or talk very much. He is still getting blood noses and diarrhea and his counts are dropping when they should be going up - his nutrifils? and something else I can't remember what they are called, so his immune system is pretty comprimised. He is still spending his time resting in bed or on the couch.

I think this is what most people having chemo would go through the whole time so we try to focus on how fortunate we've been for alot of the time.

At the moment Simon is unsure whether to have the next three treatments which are due to start this Tuesday, so he will talk to Prof. Toner about it all. There seem to have been so many serious problems with this last one and he feels very scared about it. I'm glad that he hasn't had to go back into hospital, but feel scared about being responsible for him and at night time I have been awake alot praying and making sure he is still alive.