  A moment of downtime while Amy and Susie go back to St.  Vincents to see David now that his knee replacement surgery is over. nbsp;  I was going to go with them and actually was with them earlier when he got out of surgery,  but we were held up from seeing him until he was moved to his room. nbsp;
 Since Im headed out of here tomorrow morning,  I want some time to pack up and unwind.  A profitable trip. nbsp;  No,  I havent begun the actual writing process of BJs stories.
nbsp;  I figured Id wait until I was home and no longer needed to help take care of the house and tend to Amy as she recovers from her surgery. nbsp;  Its enough work to be by her side to anticipate her needs;  being up to my neck in a writing project is a little too much for this trip.  A little shopping today yielded a stiff and aching back,
 not to mention an ankle thats needing rest. nbsp;  Amys pain pills are helpful but make me dizzy and prone to break out into a clammy sweat,  and my energy as a result is unstable. nbsp;  Coming home just now,
 I really just needed to lie on the floor and rest,  but there was dinner to be made and the inevitable clean up to follow. nbsp;  Its too hard to say no to being as much of a help as I can think to be.  My spirits were lifted yesterday upon receipt of an email from the dept chair in regards to the PAH scenario. nbsp;
 She called my efforts to apologize to PAH classy and was quick to impress upon me how respectful and responsible my handling of the situation was. nbsp;  That made me feel good;  I wasnt having such a good time last week after the last chapter of the mess was relayed to me. nbsp;  Thanks,
 Prof.  Cassel. nbsp;  Off to pack my things. nbsp;  Ill be home late tomorrow night with a sore back and the fatigue of a war-
weary nursemaid. nbsp;
