This morning Adam opened his bowels for the first time in 48 hours. What he left behind in the toilet could quite conceivably account for the stomach pains. Certainly he's not complained since, though he's not eaten much either. Fingers crossed.
Everything is in the balance and depends upon Adam's temperature remaining below 38°. We know his temperature is higher than normal, and becomes further elevated into late afternoon and early evening. Right now it's all on a knife-edge to be honest. One reading the wrong side of that magic number and we're facing a minimum of 48 hours anti-fungal medication, chest x-ray, ECG, ultrasound and CT.
Adam's been emotional today; he really wants to go sleep in his own bed, he doesn't want his port left accessed overnight, he doesn't want to go to America, he doesn't want to be away on his birthday, he doesn't want to spend any more time away from Jake and Jess.
Basically he's fed up … who can blame him. And we have no words to make any of it any better.