They couldn't do the two major tests (endoscopy, colonoscopy) on husband because the attending physician was nowhere to be found on the premises, after prepping him and everything.

So, heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it's back to ICU we go.

Norm filed a grievance with the hospital administration. His mental facilities seem to be returning. I have a feeling it was the adrenaline surge. He was livid (and hungry).

With any luck, the tests will be done tomorrow.

On the way home I stopped at Starbuck's and treated myself to a signature hot chocolate. Is there anything more soul-satisfying than an excellent hot chocolate of a chilly autumn evening?

Delightfully decadent.