The fun continues

We're doing exactly what we've done every single day all week. We're sitting and flipping though the channels on the TV. Hospital stays are boring.
Michael is not feeling well at all, and is feeling rather discouraged to find that he is not yet springing back to life.
The doctor has been unable to offer explaination for the continued pain. Michael is on meds to control the pain, just as often as they can be provided. Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be an explaination for the pain that can be pinpointed. We're doing a lot of waiting. I was wondering today if Michael's grumpiness might be a sort of sign of improvement. I'd be downright irracable if I were him. He's far more pleasant than he ought to be.

For myself, I am trying to think of nothing outside of these four walls. In the past three weeks, I've hardly worked at all, and am therefore in no position to contemplate bills. Our exciting trip for the Lacrosse tournament is fading like Brigadoon, into the mist.
I'm not all that discouraged, to be honest. Mostly, I assume I'll panic once Michael is well. For the time being, I am living moment to moment.

I have no idea what to expect next. But I'll let you know.
Thanks for your prayers.