The Renancification

Four bags of Nancy's stem cells were successfully infused into Phil's line today while he mostly slept through it all. Nausea and the V word persisted the majority of the day. Even water doesn't taste appetizing to him. He says he's trying to lie low. He had dreamed of us having to put the "cake back into the refrigerator" at one point so he is at least still himself, thinking about food, as always. It may be a few more days until he can even think about having food in reality. He continues to listen to music but can't play his guitar, read or even watch movies quite yet. Lorna and I gave updates and I even "skyped" Nancy, who could see us thanks to the MacBook's built-in camera. He's graduated to a recliner the nurse finally procured and is sitting more upright after getting tired of being in a bed. We're waiting for the stationary bike to arrive soon to tempt him into exercising the way he likes.

Signing off,
Mary Catherine