Heather tried instant messaging me in the middle of the night. I was asleep; she wasn't, claiming a good nap. I am going to the hospital this morning hopefully to catch Dr Pitchford and get an update on what her status is, and so forth.
I also didn't eat all of the cookies Nikki sent or the bars that Sandy sent. Praise God for restraint!
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