The remainder of the day was good as well. Would have been nice if he could have had a nap (he is extremely tired), but you can’t win ‘em all.
Oxygen mask is still on and will be reassessed tomorrow. Talking takes a whole lotta effort. He really shouldn’t even be trying, but that’s my little chatterbox.
Richard went in to see him for the first time today since before his transplant. With great effort, Joey pulled off his oxygen mask, motioned for Richard to come closer, and hoarsely whispered: “Get a haircut”. What a sweetheart.
I don’t know where he could be coming from, do you?
K & J