I actually didn't go see Stan yesterday (and yes, I feel guilty). I had a meeting I had to go to, and then I went home. Tuesday was just a little too depressing. Apparently there is no improvement to report. The hospital called me today, because they had Mark's phone number wrong. I asked if there was anything wrong, but, of course, I am a total non-entity to the hospital. She did tell me that this was not an emergency, but rather a call because they want to set up a meeting with Mark as to where we go from here.
Won't they be surprised. I will be at their damn meeting, too.