Roger had a better day today. He still slept a lot. But he also managed to get out of bed, take a shower, change into fresh clothes, eat a little and he even walked in the hall a little, albeit slowly, and with an oxygen tank. So it wasn't a day of rip-roaring excitement, but it was a good day. At this point, it's all about him feeling as good as possible.
I just want today, I don't want to foresee the future.
It's Christmas. I am content.
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