so far so good. My sweetheart is one strong man, physically and emotionally. One chemo and 12 IMRT's down and he's doing GREAT. Using his PEG well and dealing with not tolerating amiphostine and loosing his sense of taste. It's ME that's freaked and blue. I worry about laying my trip on him. Maybe I'm being hypervigilant and even (worse) thin skinned, but I just lost one close friend to cancer two weeks prior to my sweethearts diagnosis. Where do I lay this and how to you caregivers get juiced up without draining it out of your cancer fighter?