The healing begins. Today. I started my day with God, and visited Bear #2 in the afternoon. First visit since he was sent for post acute treatment. And it went pretty well. Now if I could just figure out how to move this bed from the hotel to my new place, we'd be all set! As a courtesy, I called Hus tonight and informed him that his child is in the hospital. His response, "I knew." WTF? Is he actually made of stone? Told him to expect my list of things I'd like to pick up from the house by the end of the month. I'm moving on... I'm going to sleep like a baby tonight. Room service, check.
