There's been an alarming development: they want us to leave! Can you believe it? I CAN'T.
They've officially given us notice that we are expected to be vacating the premises in two to three weeks. Uh Oh.
Of course we always knew this day would come but it was always far off in the distance, kind of like never, never land. But now that red exit light at the end of the tunnel has turned from a soft, taunting glow to a legible command.
I already asked which nurse we could take home and how they were going to run the leads to Bryce's monitor all the way to Cedar Park.
They laughed at me.
As if I were trying to be funny.