Nothing, nothing, nothing to report tonight

The novelty, thrill and excitement of hospital living is already wearing thin. Here's what happened from noon on -- he took a stroll around the corridor; had his cousins, Bob and Chuck Huff, visit; got a few phone calls from well wishers; suffered through the nurses bugging him; got wrapped up in the bed sheets a hundred times; a work colleague and friend, Burt Cardell, stopped by; tried to order dinner (soup, fruit and milk) but they hadn't returned his call when I left about 45 minutes later; decided he was just going to try to sleep for as long as possible so he could be woken every 20 minutes throughout the night.

I was going to take a picture for the Blog tonight, but decided I might be pushing his thin veneer of humor.

The good news – his fever has subsided. They have identified the bacteria strain and now are growing a culture to get the correct antibiotics. I’ll be in early, early tomorrow morning before I head to Seattle for work. Yogi is having a sleep over at the Carbone’s. They have been wonderful about keeping Yogi these last few days while I’ve been away. (Now I need to clean the house in anticipation of the housecleaners coming tomorrow!)