Good news: Big E has his vacation time that he wanted for the coming year. Bad News: We are both so tired that we aren't really excited. I suppose some time this week, or next, we will have a spastic dance of joy-whoo-hoo moment, but right now its more of a "oh that's nice" vibe. Big E is continuing his slow recovery. The night sweats are still waking him (and me) several times a night, but they are on the decrease. Last night we were both asleep by 9:30.
I tried to make a couple of collages yesterday, before I abandoned all pretenses of productivity and became a blob on the couch...