Guess we should just comfortable because as long as Clayton's I.V. holds out, the neuros here want him to finish his regimen of antibiotics. That means this weekend at least before we go home (again, as long as he still has I.V. access). In the meantime, we're using the time to our advantage, trying to get him up and out more and more each day, testing the waters so to speak. We're trying to see if his brain has finally adjusted to this new low pressure environment. If he's going to have another pain episode, I guess this is the place to have it instead of three hours away at home.
At any rate, we're passing the time watching the preparations for the grand opening of the new hospital next door. The trucks and people working kept Clayton more than entertained today. They're even having a parade tomorrow that we're going to try to get to--funny how we're suddenly hyped up about a grand opening celebration of a hospital. We're definitely desperate for something to pass the time!