The Boy is resting; we are watching The Poetry Show. His fever is still present but down, and he hadn't had Tylenol in awhile.
Likely, there will be no chemo tomorrow. If he wakes up with no fever and there is no infection, he may still start in the afternoon, bit we are hoping for Friday at this point.
Usually, evenings in the hospital are uneventful and relatively relaxing. Sometimes he gets his second wind and wants to play with his toys again, which is fine. But is is quiet. And, at least in this part of the hospital, sleep isn't that hard to come by. At least not if you are used to the drill.