There's a vulture perching right off screen, and it's bitter and whispers chaotic things

My first day with Jay's chemo.  This is the second session of this third round.  What a day.  Not as difficult as I thought it would be, not even emotionally.  Which is not to say it wasn't hard, just not as hard as I expected.

I'm assuming it will get harder as time passes and more and more of the Jay I know is masked by the effects of the chemo.

My job is primarily to be emotional support for Jay and to be logistical support as needed by the primary caregiver.  It's a job I'm happy to do, all the while of course wishing it didn't need to be done.

Right now he's sleeping peacefully in the chemo chair.  This is good.

It's almost impossible to describe the mix of feelings I have today, but love is still the strongest among them.