UUUUUgh.

Ho hum another day another hospital stay.  After an x-ray, cat-scan, some fluids and morphine he's comfortable for the first time in three days and they think it's an infection in his intestine.  They won't know until tomorrow.

We'd very much like for this chapter to be over now, Lord.  

But, alas, Thy will be done. 

 I don't have to like it, though, right?

And it's ok to "lose it" every now and then, correct?