optimistic

LOG's doing much better today.

I tell ya, he scared the crap out of us but he seems to be on the mend again. It's been quite the roller coaster.

Today, he's breathing on his own, he can talk a little bit. He's still very weak but the anti-biotics are really doing their thing and they hope to get him back on his regular meds tonight (his heart rate is a little wonky because he's been off his regular meds for a few days now).

So, it's good news. Hopefully he'll be home soon. We're so relieved and drained though. Several times over the past few days, I really figured that by today (Friday), we'd be in Toronto, having a funeral for him. Sometimes I think he's like a cat with 9 lives!

One sort of funny in a "holy shit this is a small town" kind of way... I discovered this afternoon that the man in the bed next to LOG is the father-in-law of a friend of mine. He fell the other night and broke his hip. He and Joe are roommates right now while he recovers from surgery. This really is a small town!