Thursday, January 11, 2007


Another bad day, following a very bad night. [Very unpleasant symptoms.] He didn’t crawl out of bed until just before 1PM. I called my parents just after that. While waiting for him to come to the phone, I heard him moan to my mother about how poorly he felt. When we spoke, his speech was tremulous and strained. He said he was—and sounded—very weak but added that he expected to feel better as the day wore on. I hope so. It’s hard to sit at my desk and concentrate knowing he is suffering.

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