Jon ate well and then got a new dose of morphine and fell asleep by 7:30. Prior to that he was on his belly for close to 4 hours, most of that time he was twisting around without much discomfort while watching both his DVD player AND a vidoetape on TV. They removed his dressings and his incisions are looking luverly.

He’s sleeping peacefully right now, knock on wood. Poor Laura! Not only is she the one with the lingering nasty head cold, but it’s exacerbated by the fact that she keeps getting the nights where Jon isn’t in a happy place, while I get the tranquil shifts. Well, maybe I should stay another night. Then again, there’s talk that we may be discharged tomorrow, so I may just have equine footwear administered rectally, as they say around here.