I'm Baaaaaaack!

Work, Work, Work. I can’t tell you how glad I am to be back at the hospital after a few days of reality. I felt like a prisoner trying to adjust to the outside world after a lengthy sentence. The hardest thing for me to re-habituate was the understanding that once you leave the hospital, clocks start working again and the real world goes on whether you’re in it or not, it’s brutal. I thought I was going to be in town working local so that I could still come up here at nights but mother nature decided to slap Wells Nevada, and her houses of ill repute, in the face w/ a little earth shaker and we had to go. W/ any large quake trains stop and we have to inspect the entire railroad w/in a hundred miles so that any repairs can be made and trains can move thus keeping the shelves of Wal-Mart full and the consumer happy. All important stuff but it was way hard not to think about my little buddy Char the entire time. The other kick in the pants was that cell service in northeastern Nevada is well below average making updates for a paranoid father overly difficult.
Enough about work. Last night Angel and I got to go out another date, thanks to The Weed, Wuggs and Fish, and apart from having a great time w/ a scream’in hot wife and some stupid good food I realized that I wasn’t being a very good husband. Here’s my point, since Charlie got sick we’ve now been on as many dates in a little over three weeks as we had in a year or two prior. Sad I know, Charlie has taught me so much already and why not also throw in a lesson on lousy courtship just to show the old man how far he still has to go. Moral of the story, fellas, get out the house and date. You might just find out that you still like each other. My wife is great and all my sisters/mothers will attest how undeserving I am to be w/ her but I do love her and not just because she’s hot.
Charlie’s night wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t great either. I think he is settling into a routine of sleep for a couple of hours, storm for a couple. Our good friend clonadine still seems to work best for him so they are looking into cutting his dose in half and giving it more frequently. I stayed up quite a bit last night just watching him and it’s amazing, when he’s asleep he looks just like a normal baby, not sick at all. I just hope that when he is asleep he doesn’t feel sick at all. We haven’t heard any results from last nights CT scan that was checking his Cochlea’s but didn’t expect to until the Rehab Doc’s come by today. Let’s hope they are soft, soft like Luke Neville (Sorry Landon I couldn’t resist).