I also got a call from Phred!
He is in GOOD spirits and both of us were laughing through out the phone call. Admittedly, he said he wasn't feeling bad but wasn't feeling all that great either. He hopes to get out of bed and do HIS version of "walking around" tomorrow (as opposed to the nurses' version, which consists of just visiting the potty).
Of course he's being as "bratty" () as ever and won't let anyone do anything for him.... even turned down a "do your laundry" offer. (
Silly guy, doesn't he know it's time for us to do for him?!)
Pat and Joan are taking care of the furkids; they're A-OK.
His sense of humor is operating at full speed.
While on the phone, he accidentally wiggled off the EKG monitor and "flat lined" for a few. After he snapped it back on, he commented, "There! Now I'm alive again!"
As Staci said, he's concerned about the people worrying for him. I told him that he was pretty darn special to us - OF COURSE we'd worry!
What a dear, dear soul...
Here come the tears so I'll end now.
Please know that he thanks everyone for the well-wishes.
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