Thomas' door is unlocked and it's staying that way. We can watch him without locking him into a hospital room. No arguments, I won't have them.
And don't say "we thought that last time". I know, I know.
Deirdre's home, she's staying with me for a few days. She's just fine. And Madame Butterfly is no more.
I died again. It was kind of amusing. What is not amusing is having a very sick nephew. Next time I'm rushing down the stairs, I'll probably be…
I told my dad off!!!!! Also, he's in a bit of pain. So now I get to discover why he's stuck here, judging my fashion choices with his eyes.