I will expound a bit more later, but I am in such shock, joy, and relief in the same moment, I have to do something! I called my dad, for the daily check in, and he asked me if I wanted a cheese burger and shake for dinner tonight. Now, for those who don't know him, especially in this circumstance, that meant: if you'll pick it up, I'm paying. He hasn't asked for any such thing out of me or my stepsister since this wait began. From just that, I know he's going to be okay. Sure, this will still hurt, but it will also be an easing of pain in the final cut.
And the reason for his sudden change is that he got Mary to take some of the morphine, in a sly manner, and she slept soundly for the first time in days. His relief is mine- for both of them. Apparently Sandy suggested slipping some into a little bit of Coke, and Mary drank it. It is supposed to be sublingual, but by whatever means, hm?
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