Late December back in '63. Oh wait, that's not it but certainly Frankie Valli wasn't thinking about me and Naya hanging in 3E43 at CHOP when he penned that classic of my childhood. We where up and about for a 3:30 am stroll of the 3rd floor and our favorite bridge overlooking the ER and the UoP campus. Hung there for a little then back to bed. Our nurse was great in helping us figure out how to get that colon going after all that anesthesia. Man that stuff will play havoc on you GI tract.
We just completed another loop, here is the view on the bridge. Btw, Naya is not happy I'm showing you all her unbrushed hair.
Today we will have one last test performed and then we are out of here and heading home.