Its shortly after midnight, Bob had a really great day…countless phone calls and visitors…a great bunch of folks from the gym stopped by...what?…Bob does the gym! And Bob’s home town of Gibbon NE was represented IN PERSOSN by Butch and Betty…Butch used to work on Bob’s family farm…and he and Bob ran around and…well I won’t ruin Butch’s reputation…Bob’s rep is already ruined. The Minnesota Benkie Crew burned up Bob’s ear on the phone. WWU staff and professors were in force….yeah they have summers off and nothing better to do but harass a retired colleague. Countless former university students and even high school students from his time in Nebraska and Colorado called and visited. Bob’s entire family…including nieces and nephews checked in. So as a beautiful Bellingham day came to a close, at sunset Bob joined us in a toast…with his beverage of choice…single malt scotch on a sponge mouth thing…ya’ll would be proud…Bob just clamped his lips around that thing, made a face and sucked all that scotch right off…several times. The nurse and I just repositioned him and he opened his eyes to briefly look around. Bob continues to chug along…comfortable and peaceful…he seems to be sleeping well or perhaps out visiting folks in their dreams. And appears to be getting ready to hold court another day…as only Bob can do.
Tim
And one from 5:30 a.m.:
And Good morning...its 5:30am. Bob has been rock steady "all night long...(everybody sing and hands in the air)...all night, all night, all night...looong" at 28 respirations per minute. Another lovely bluebird day in the Ham. Any East Coasters want to give us a call....Russians...perhaps lol.
Today same number as yesterday....360-734-5400 room 445
also got Skype....gardens of the soul...but no spaces
gardensofthesoul
Tim
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