Well, here it is, six months later. It's been a good six months, but we just got a call that they are taking him back to the hospital with trouble breathing. Pneumonia again. He called my wife himself a short while later, acting all upbeat, saying not to bother visiting him in the hospital for a few days. He's a big faker some times. It's a good sign though, that he has the breath and energy to give us his "it's only a flesh wound" spiel.
We'll see...
Hospitals visits are never good. Bad things happen there.
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