Well, here I am.

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I just got finished doing one of tube feeds for George. We had a bit of a sleep in this morning, but after yesterday, I wasn't surprised. We rarely get up before noon, and when we do it's for good reason. George was happy, because we got everything taken care of that I could. I have a few things to finish up on Monday, but that's Monday. George seems to be happy, even though he loves to complain. I used to (and still sometimes) worry about about his mental health, but when he rolls his eyes at me, complains, then offers his peg tube to me, I know he's okay. Because a talkitive George is a happy George.