There's No Place Like Home

You'll all be glad to know that Fr. Tony is now home. He's now sleeping comfortably in his own bed, with no nurses poking and prodding all hours of the night. One can't help but wonder how much this little venture into the unknown will cost. OY

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In the end, the doctor's never quite figured out what was wrong. Final "guess"? Reaction to the poison (aka chemo). He's very weak, and exhausts easily. His hands are still a bit swollen, but no fever, and blood pressure is good. I'll be keeping a close eye on him till he's feeling better. I guess he was doing far too well so far. We were pleasantly surprised at how well he had been doing.

Time for sleep. If you would like to be in touch with Fr. Tony to welcome him home, you can email him at anthony.clavier@gmail.com He spent a bit of time this evening trying to sift through the hundreds of emails that accumulated while he was away. I'm sure he'll be back at it tomorrow.

Thank you all for your prayers, and please do keep them going.

Night y'all

PitterPat

PS: Advent is here! (although you'd think Christmas was tomorrow (! hrumph) with all the Christmas lights blazing around town). Will share with you all tomorrow about my new idea to change the whole idea of Christmas!