Day 112--Still in the Hotel

Both my cell phone and my secure connection to my work computer seem not to be working at the moment, but at least I can update the blog! We've had a pretty hectic week trying to get things ready to move back home. Even though we have permission to leave the hotel three days from now, we'll probably be here one more week beyond this one as we try to finish up our great last-minute remodeling escapade at the house. As always with this kind of stuff, it's taking twice as long and causing twice as many headaches as originally planned, but we actually planned for that, so we're doing OK. Thanks to Alex, Brandy, Mark, Marcy, and Mom for spending the day at the house Saturday sorting through stuff, taking down blinds, and cleaning up sawdust left from refinishing the bedroom floor. I can't even express what a huge help they've been in this whole process. Torger really, really hates the fact that he can't help, but that's kind of the point of this whole thing. He was on the computer last night reading about aspergillus and brain fungus in AML patients, and everything he read started freaking him out just a little bit more. There was a whole article about how pillows are a problem, which we already knew...but somehow seeing it in writing can make it seem more daunting. We both agreed he probably shouldn't ready that stuff for awhile. He did have a really interesting dream the other night. Somehow, Rod Blagojevich was hanging around him in his dream, and Torger just couldn't shake him. At one point, Blago scalded himself with some water and dream-Torger was trying to get him to put something cool on the burn, and Blagojevich wouldn't listen but also wouldn't stop complaining about it! Then when dream-Torger would talk to other people, Blagojevich would pop up and start accusing them of talking about him. It was a pretty funny dream, actually, but Torger was just annoyed when he woke up.