Patty had a less-than-stellar morning, in large part because she had a very poor night of sleep. One of the things we are learning about having a sick adult in the home is that, even when things seem to be fine, emotions typically kept just under the surface seem to emerge in an unpredictable fashion. Last night, Connor could not sleep, and ultimately joined us for the night; unfortunately, he didn't make it easy for Patty to get comfortable. As a consequence of the fatigue, Patty battled a pretty tough headache for much of the day. She seems much better this evening.
Nothing else worth reporting transpired today. This waiting is maddening...
P.S. Well, the Bears didn't get it done. Fortunately, the White Sox season is on the horizon.