Frustrating couple of days. Daniel is not doing so well. He is not really eating and doesn’t have much of an appetite. What he does eat he mostly throws up and his energy level is very low. He is feeling so couped up and the isolation is really getting to him. We took him to the school to walk in the gym yesterday and throw the basketball around and although he was so happy to get out and especially talk football with Josh, his endurance was minimal. Today he is very tired. and extremely sore from the half a dozen baskets he threw. He is more frustrated with his frustrated with himself than anything else. He can’t decide if he is sick, nauseous or hungry and his moods are just as erratic. His weight is quickly dropping again and I am afraid of what it will be when we get to clinic tomorrow morning. What I think scared me most today was when he started getting a fever but it was low and came and went all day. Surprisingly football isn’t even holding his interest much right now. We will try to get back on track tomorrow with the help of the doctors and Bob, our favorite pep talk psychologist, and possibly a new cookbook I got and am finally getting to. Matthew (kind of) helped me shop today and I picked up lots of special things that will hopefully help Daniel feeling good and getting him nourished. I have soup started and cooking overnight and that will be a magical go to for all his symptoms hopefully. The elliptical comes in the morning and although Daniel is very afraid to get on it, because he is so weak all over again, we will work together, very slowly, getting him going again. And then hopefully starting Tuesday, school starts. YEAH!!! He needs something to work on and get his mind working again. He needs to have a predictable schedule and some goals and daily activities. This home arrest thing sucks. I have gotten out to the store a handful of times in a rushed, half hazard manner, but nothing in a relaxed or enjoyable way, and although it is a bit of a change of scenery, the corner of the couch for Daniel has become a sort of purgatory. Poor guy. Matthew goes back to school tomorrow and we will really be on our own again. We are just past DAY 50 now and although that seems great and like forever already it is also just halfway to DAY 100. We need to hang in there. I think we have made it through the worst of this nasty BK virus and he is not really feeling any symptoms of it right now. If we can keep those at bay long enough for the doctors to peel off the night time IV fluids then maybe that will allow for a more restful night sleep. I know that is one thing he is yearning for. Let’s hope for that one little positive for tomorrow morning.