calm

I left a rather sour impression after my last post.  I don’t really have much to say, other than things are looking up.  Anna has had sufficiently whelmed nurses the past couple days.  Jumpsuit Man has not resurfaced (or Jumpsuit Woman).  It would appear that putting on a jumpsuit is akin to a license permitting dickish behavior.  Anyway… Henrik is down to a setting of 4 on the cpap, once he is at 2 he can go to nasal canulas.  The nurse yesterday gave Henrik a little facial massage where the cpap rests and he did fine for the time he was off of machines.  I asked Anna if he looked any less like Anders when she could see his whole face, nope, still the doppelganger.  The short of it is that Captain Henrik of the Texas Navy is doing quite well.  Yes, there was a Texas Navy, most of their engagements were with Mexico, and the old vestiges I’ve found are Texas Navy Drinking Team shirts in skuzzy Galveston souvenir shops.  Ah, how I love Galveston…  I can’t even say the word Galveston without getting a smile on my face.  I’ve probably said this before, but it’s like Key West, Athens (OH), and Gary Indiana had a child and made Galveston.  One day of school left, then reading day tomorrow, then a final exam on Tuesday, then I’m done til January!