As the afternoon progresed yesterday, John's fever rose again. He hates having the oxygen, but as his stats plumet we compromise and have the oxygen on for an hour or so. His arms are like pin cusions, the nurses finding it difficult to find a 'good' vein.
Angus Adamson, the minister and Dad's good friend popped in. John was upset that he wasn't well enough to have a chat, or even contribute to the conversation. Angus reasured him and us that Dad benefited from listening in.
I read John emails, comments and good wishes from you all - Arno - he is pleased the measuring stick works but doesnt know what the electronic device is you are referring to! Keep them coming everyone.
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