The 6th day

John and I are glad in one way that this is the 6th day. One because this will be his last day on carrot juice. 2nd, because he won't have to sunbath nude tomorrow and feel greasy afterward. 3rd, he won't have to eat Slippery Elm Gruel-though he says it really doesn't taste bad. And 4th, I get a rest from doing all that.

See, on the 7th day, all John gets to have is water. He is not thrilled with that, but it will help his body heal. Saturday, it will start again, but with Apple juice. He is excited for that.

John is still doing his heavy, short breaths. He has not had much sleep. He was up all night again last night. This morning, he took 2 short naps. As soon as I cuddled up to him, his breathing calmed right down, and he was out like a light.

He still gets nauseous. His poor butt is raw and he really wants something else to eat. He asks me every 2 seconds (it seems) if he can have this or that. His memory is still bad. He can't remember what is going to happen next. He acts so much like a little kid riding in a car asking "Are we there yet?"

But it is working. John has urinated 5 times in the last 24 hours. That is really exciting. He is going to have his urine output measured next week. They will be soooo shocked when they get the results. Last time they measured, they got nothing. Also, his blood sugars are coming down. They were averaging 200, now it is averaging 140.