I held Anders for about 1:15 min. today, while Anna chased paper and fought bureaucracy. This afternoon I chased down Anders' SSN. Despite being born in the State of Hockey, he has a Buckeye SSN.
Seeing Anders reintibated wasn't as hard today as it would have been last night.
I styled his hair into a little blond Mohawk. His color is still good. Billy Reuben has not returned. Looks like he will have the tube in for about a week now. The doctors are changing course by focusing on fattening him up before extibating him next week.
On the whole, Anders is doing well. I just wish he had healthier neighbors for my sake. The mom of the "I think he will make it" twins is on the other side of the glass and the lead singer of Anthrax and his old lady with their developmentally challenged daughter are on the other side. It's sort of like looking around at your friends in 7th grade homeroom and wondering, "Who are these geeks and nerds?!" Then you think, "Wait, maybe I'm one of them?"
Perhaps that's why I gave him the Mohawk. These aren't your people, Anders. Your real clique is in much better shape!
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