As Tennessee Ernie Ford, Emerson, Lake & Palmer and most importantly my father used to sing:
Show me the way to go home
I'm tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago
And it went right to my head
Well we wish we had had a drink, but for some reason the Clinic doesn't have a bar. Bayla has been fever-free for over 24 hours, her last drainage tube from her chest was removed a while ago, and they're about to remove her pace wires (never needed, thank G-d, but there just in case). This afternoon, we'll have an echocardiogram, and then another round of waiting. It's hard how time moves here--both too fast and too slow.
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