Just another startover day

This is a Friday. Fridays, you may note, are days that end without much energy. This one is no exception. The visit with the pulmonologist, although he's from Dr. P's practice, was not particularly helpful. He did order a couple cultures to uncover the source of the fevers, but not much else in the way of direction.

And the staff didn't get Tim up until 4:00PM, a half hour after I got there with a spare sling, which they suddenly needed to transfer him, claiming that the one he had brought earlier was "unsafe".

We got out of the room with a portable oxygen tank and went down to the cafeteria and had a good conversation. Only I ate, because Tim had already enjoyed his dinner, dyed green for a swallow test that the Dr. Other P. had ordered without telling Tim or explaining why.

So ends another week...no energy, but still a pretty good dose of humor.

Here's your dinner, Mr. B.:

It's only "food color"


Eat...that?


Ok...maybe.


It's green--and great for the teeth!