I am hoping for a more peaceful and drama-free Friday for the Old Man. He was up half the night hugging the porcelain god. He says he's fine now - no fever, just tired from not sleeping much and from running to the bathroom. I'm getting ready to run up to the convenience store and get him some Gatorade to drink today. We both are praying that this was brought on by the Dinty Moore stew he had for supper last night.
Stay tuned.
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