They took all the beeping monitors off Poppy and moved him to a private room this afternoon. He moved himself from the ICU bed to the wheelchair for the move and then sat in the recliner for several hours while visiting with church friends and the ROMEOS. He and his buddies have been harassing the cute nurses all morning, and I told him at this rate he'll never get his catheter out.
But he's looking pink and lively and just as ornery as ever. Seeing him this morning made me realize how gray and lifeless he looked yesterday.
He and mom want me to thank all of you for your prayers and good wishes.