Steve and I are sitting here watching the Jets game. I have promised to be well behaved, not to swear, scream, or pound on anything. This is far more difficult than I thought, but I am doing my best.
Today's been a good day so far. The epidural, the catheter and some other tubing you really don't want to know about were all removed today. That's making him feel much better, although he's starting to feel some pain. The nurse just came in to give him some morphine. She said she was giving him 6 mgs, but he could have 8 so if he needed more it was OK. Sitting here watching the Jets typical performance, I asked her if he didn't take it all, could i have the other 2 mgs??? She launghed but did not hook me up!
Still no food. One thing that's amazing: when you are not able to eat you realize just how many commercials on TV are about food. It must be maddening for him. The doctor who came by this morning said food maybe Monday. AAARGGHH. I didn't know you could go this long without some nourishment!
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Laura and Steve --
Mar and I watched a couple of minutes of the Jets game today, too, and Mar remarked in her Froggy voice that she wished we still got money whenever Laura swore at the Jets. Sending you good thoughts from lovely downtown Edison, NJ.
-- Mar and Brian
Wow! Lots of activity over the past couple of days. Sounds like the recovery is progressing well. Hang in there, Steve, there's a big steak with your name all over it.
Wouldn't it be a hoot if we could get Steve and Mar together? She could eat, and he could talk. Before we know it, though, she'll be talking up a storm, and he'll be eating like a champ.
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