Not a great day, but good news: Doug is doing well. He was able to get up the stairs (which is what really worried me) and he can go to the bathroom all by himself and sit on a recliner in our bedroom and watch shows...and he's a sweetheart.
One funny follow-up from the hospital: the nurses were in love with Doug. They kept admiring his biceps and pecs, and passing on to each other that he must work out. His blood pressure was incredible, and whatever else can be measured--oxygen levels?--was also awesome. (His standing heart rate was also awe-inspiring, apparently:)). So Doug got his confidence boost at the hospital. Even though those beautiful muscles will go away for a little while, I can admire them now, and we both enjoy all his positive feedback:).
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