On the way to the ICU today, we had to stop and take a picture out the window of the 10th floor. San Francisco on the left, the Golden Gate on the right. It's hard to turn one way and see such a beautiful view, then turn the other way knowing that through the doors a lot of misery lies.
In the morning, RJ had his second day of chemo that had to be administered directly into his spine. It's as icky as it sounds, but they sedated him so that he didn't feel any pain from that procedure. Despite a fierce headache and nausea, the doctors felt that he was well enough to get the dreaded breathing tube taken out, so late in the afternoon they took him off the ventilator. We were all so happy for him, but unfortunately, RJ was so sick from the chemo that he wasn't able to appreciate the moment. It's so hard to realize that the medicine that they have to administer is basically poison - it kills the bad cells, but it does horrible things to the good ones too. We're all hoping that after these four days of chemo are over that he'll be able to have a few good days without a breathing tube and much less pain and nausea. As far as ups and downs go, this day was basically a draw.