They are restarting some chemo today. It’s different than the one he had before that ceased to work. This is what Stephen wants to do. He wants to know that he did *everything* he could. He wants his girls to know it too.
He’s working so hard in his therapies but he’s so fatigued. So very, very tired. And his hands don’t want to work. He can’t hardly hold a fork anymore. The PT/OT folks think it’s just that he’s tired but I worry that his arms and hands are going the way of the legs and feet with the tumors and such.
So, he’s being moved from the rehab unit to the oncology unit until he’s strong enough to handle many hours of therapy again.