Can you see the finish line?

I feel like we're at the end of a race.  The finish line is right there and DH is crawling to make it.  Tonight may well be his LAST Interferon shot.  But he's literally CRAWLING to make it to the end.  He's so tired and he didn't get the Neupogen (or whatever the hell that stuff is called) medicine in the mail.  He was supposed to get it but somehow it didn't come.  Now he's sleeping all day BEFORE he gives himself the Interferon shot.  I'm very glad he has an appointment this Wednesday.  PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE doctor say he doesn't have to do this anymore.  It's just not living.  And we're some of the lucky ones (we really are because DH is being cured).