After a lengthy three hour afternoon nap, a brisk walk around the river, and a hefty dinner, Courben is feeling pretty much like himself. Currently, he’s figuring out what he’s allowed to hit with the drum mallet, which is not much (not Linus, not the coffee table, not himself or me…pretty much only the drum and the couch). I’m still hesitant to plan anything for tomorrow in case things turn for the worse. What a trooper!
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