Morning Fu.

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Ah, finally.  My friend called a bit ago to let me know they are finally releasing him.  Now, he has to pick up medications, get a humidifier and get that going, then set up a surgery for early next week.  When he said it would be a five hour surgery, I didn't think there would be time for it to be open heart, though perhaps these days it's quicker so I had to ask.  Nope, wires, all done with wires through an opening in the hip.  Waking early all this week is making this easier but I am dragging.  A bit o' coffee, writing, then a shower, and I should be off in another 20 minutes.  Or, that's the theory.  I bet he will be glad to be home, though no telling.  Yeah, probably.  They most likely were giving him the patch.  As he would say, if you can't smoke, stuff it, save that he needs whatever of it he can get.  I keep trying to switch him to chewing, it IS a patch:)

Yes, I suspect I will be busy today, getting those things done.  Putting a humidifier together isn't too heavy, though he may prefer to do that.  I'll know shortly.  I'll take some tools, just in case.  I think a lot of his tools are at his sisters home still.  The appointment is his to make and the medicine can be picked up while we get the humidifier.  Hmm... I wonder if he is hungry?  I know one critter that is.  Later.