The Mister is in the hospital tonight, getting big doses of drugs and being MRI-ed and other sorts of exciting Things and Stuffs. I am home with the Short People, all of whom are tucked into their beds. Well, Henry is tucked into my bed, because he doesn't like to sleep in his bed at night or on days that end in Y.
It is very late, and it seems I will just have to wait until morning for the official news about how broken he is.
Sad face.
Holy smokes! What happened? What's going on? I'm worried.
ReplyDeleteoh no! i'll be praying for you both!
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear this. Hope he is okay. Prayers said. XO
ReplyDeletesorry to hear this! hope there is good news coming.
ReplyDeleteI'm keeping my fingers crossed! Kind regards from Belgium
ReplyDeleteJust checked effbook. No new news??
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