You might have seen a small, stooped old man, shuffling down the sidewalk…



hair disheveled, shirt buttoned wrong, shoes on the wrong feet…Here's what I saw...




Stan Julin Hospitalized Update 2

Tonight was a much smoother night than the one before.  My father slept soundly most of the night except for the mandatory '4 AM-flip-on-the florescent-lights-and-stab-the-patient-with-a-needle' routine.  (Yes, I'm sure hospitals have reasons for that particular maneuver.  I'm just as sure their reasons are not good enough.)

My mother also got some good sleep, except for having to get up and hold my father down for the above described insanity.  She was, a little while ago, so sound asleep that, when she wakes, she will be surprised to find my brother sitting in the chair I was in when she last dozed off.

I got almost no sleep, but I'm back home and will be falling into bed for a few hours as soon as I post this blog.

The plan for today is to have dad transported to the downtown Florida Hospital, where he will undergo a sedated MRI.  We are unclear at this point whether he will be returned to Altamonte, remain downtown, or be discharged thereafter.

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