Just Shoot Us...And Make Glue

Gosh, we are not the whippersnappers we used to be.

Tom is hanging in there with the consumption, only doing things that he has to do. He is still coughing quite a bit and feels like he got the sh*! beat out of him. We are slowly becoming more humble to fact that it takes both of us longer to get better. He doesn't go back to his job at the hospital until after Monday, so that's good. The Monkey is having a hard time understanding how sick DA is. He sees DA home and just wants to play. It's heartbreaking and craziness.

Just wait it only gets better...