What a difference a week makes! Last Friday they wanted us to go the hospital and he wasn't eating. and now... He ate chicken, rice and applesauce today with a glass of sweet tea! This is the first day since the end of March that I actually cooked a meal and we sat at the table together to eat. I had tears in my eyes as I told him sometimes I thought we would never get to this point and he said me too! I encouraged him to try some sweet tea to drink as so many here said it tasted good to them post treatments. He did and he liked it. This is such an emotional roller coaster. And the ride goes on....