I peeked in Doug's door today around 4 when I was handing the banannas to his roommate Carl when Carl got back in the wheel chair. Doug told me I could come in. We visited for 2 1/2 hours and had the best ole time. He's hurting bad though from kemo and cannot eat. He has a fever. When I left he was laying down on the sofa and his feet were near the door. I held one of his big toes and wiggled it and told him to take care now. That's when he said for me to come back anytime. I really do think he thinks I'm special. He even ignored 2 phone calls while I was there. He has a good sense of humor. He told me where to take my car where I wouldn't get screwed and they should give me a ride home and if not he'll follow me there and bring me back home. He's got 17 more chemo treatements before getting a break but if he can't eat they will put him in the hospital. He asked me what kind of car my husband has and when I told him he said if he sees my husband car at the apartments he'll call the cops.

I just wanted to shout to the mountain tops, I AM SO HAPPY.

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