Monday Evening

I got a call from my sister this afternoon. She was very upset about Rob. He was stuck in the ER for 20 hours before they found him a hospital room. She had just gotten off work a few hours before and wanted to see him (she had worked the night shift and was in no condition to drive). I talked to my supervisor and got the rest of the afternoon off. I picked her up at her house and we went to the hospital.

Rob's condition had really declined. After telling us a couple of weeks ago that there was nothing that they could do for Rob the doctors suggested a high dose, one time, chemotherapy treatment. Today is day eleven (eleven days after that treatment). A doctor told us tonight that day fourteen is the worse, after that things should get better (at least temporally).