It's New Year's Eve in the hospital. Not exactly where we pictured ourselves this time last year. Or even last week. But we're together, so that is all that matters.
He's having a rough day with all the diarrhea. It just doesn't seem to be slowing down at all. They've tried imodium and the pills literally just fly right through him. It's crazy.
This photo is for Rich. This is the "Roast Turkey Dinner." We added some salt and pepper. And there was some sort of congealed gravy on the side. Eric only ate a few bites. I helped a little too. He also had chicken broth and a few bites of chocolate pudding.
Eric is keeping a diary. A stool diary. There are 3 more entries since I took this picture. Poor guy.
We hope everyone has a Happy New Year. I'm staying until midnight then heading home. We're hoping for a much better 2017.