Tuesday afternoon postscript:
Evidently doing "nothing" is less than appealing to Max so early this morning he decided to go with the ever exciting nosebleed. Now it's not that Michele and I don't like a good fire drill but a dawn nosebleed on a kid tanked up on coumadin has an extra special sense of hysteria attached to it. As of now all seems OK and I would like to take this opportunity to thank Max for waiting until after midnight to instigate a trip to the hospital. Thanks Max, my offcial "out-of-the-hospital on the 4th of July" stats have improved to 3 for 10!
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