Up really, really early. AnneMarie's flight is at 6, so we're trying to get her to the airport by 5. We actually got there about 10 after, so not too bad. Twelve hours later we're back in Carlisle. I slept through most of the trip.
Mom said Dad had another drowsy day, but his fever is down and he's had another negative culture come back, which is a very good thing. One more negative culture, and one more day of no fever, and they should be able to kick him out of the ICU.
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