I am off to the hospital to kick this infection. To no one's surprise (including my own), I have proven to be constitutionally unable to stay in bed if left alone. I have the discipline of a golden retriever puppy.
My hope is that the antibiotics delivered by IV will work far better than the tablets and injections. We can debate whether I made the correct service choice when I am discharged.
The prospect of being bound by IVs to a bed for longer than 20 minutes has already made me bored and claustrophobic. I am taking reading material. But the moment I get bored, I can't read. I call it my Airplane Syndrome.
I would be the world's most ungrateful person if I did not tell you how much I have appreciated your input. And I promise, we will all soon get off of this boring topic of Steve's health. And get back to interesting subjects -- like the most amazing sighting I had in my courtyard this week.
See you on the other side. I am assuming the hospital will be without internet.
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