Back in the “joint”
No…Brad didn’t do something to land himself in jail…just back in the hospital prison once again. Crazy fever this time. All of his fevers have sounded like Top 40’s radio station call numbers….104.3, 106.1, 103.7. I would like for him to get to the numbers in the 98.5 range that sound more like public talk radio call numbers. He is really messed up on time. This morning he texted me during the early morning of the school day asking what in the world I was doing. I replied…ummm…teaching. After another hour or so and some of the nurses doing some investigation work we found out that believed that it was 9:30 pm and that I hadn’t even bothered to come see him that day. Whatever. Of course, he has to pick one of the busiest weeks in a teacher’s life to pull this hospital stay. I have not seen home hardly at all this week. For those of you in the area, he could use some company. He is in room 684 at Baylor Irving. If you go you have to robe up, glove up and mask up but the “prep” room you go in before you go into Brad’s has all that stuff. Just don’t try to go in with a whole 12 pack of Dr. P. Mean male nurse hijacked that delivery today. He also tried to hijack the Ifratelli’s pizza going in but at least it was being delivered by my “mean” friend at school who doesn’t take crap from anyone. She told him…look…I can give it to him now or you can wait an hour for his wife to come up with the same exact pizza so what is the difference really? You go, Kristi!!