The Curmudgeon’s health was much improved when I went to see him yesterday.His doctor was quite thrilled with how his chest sounds.

I met the two gals who are trying to find a solution to his choking on food and drink problems–probably why the pneumonia started in the first place.

Now they are telling me they think the drooping of his face that night was from his high fever and infection and not a mini stroke.

It looks as though they will send him home today. However, that won’t be until late afternoon it seems since he’s scheduled for a test at one.

In the meantime I have to run my car to the dealer in the MORNING (I don’t do mornings!) and then get to the hospital for him.

So much for G and I running a couple of errands.