Not sure why I put that subject line. There really isn't a whole lot to update. He walked today. That's our big news. He's also loopier than $h*t and doesn't always know who I am. tonight was a mixture of IV morphine, trazadone and oxycontin. He was fun.

Actually, he's really crabby and still in pain. And my inconsiderate brother hasn't made the time away from the girlfriend to go up and see Dad yet. And the coward won't even answer his phone when I call because he knows I'm gonna let him have it. OK, I'm venting now. Sorry.

Tonight the docs were fighting amongst themselves because they can't agree on whether to give Dad an epidural or keep him on the self-administered morphine. When I left there at 10pm they still hadn't decided. Hopefully they'll let him sleep and do whatever they're gonna do in the morning. I'd like to think we'll hear something on the pathology tomorrow, but I doubt it.

Shoofly, welcome back. Jim and Caroline, thanks for the prayers. They are certainly welcome.

Sorry this is so disjointed, but I'm really tired.

Stephanie