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January 31, 2007
waiting
the news from Guy's mother, my idol:
WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 20, 2006 08:43 AM, CST
Guy had another good night, and with some brief semi-awake times. I thought an episode of The Simpsons might get through the fog in a way all our I-love-yous could not, so at 7:00 p.m., I turned on the T.V. and put the speaker gizmo next to Guy. Sure enough, he opened his eyes and looked one by one at the three faces focused breathlessly on him. When he closed his eyes again, I asked him whether he was having a good rest, and he gave a barely perceptible nod and then got back to the business of resting. We were all so happy. Around 4:00 this morning, something woke me, and I looked over to see Guy sitting up in bed with his eyes open. I went and sat next to him and put my cheek against his. He rubbed his head against mine very sweetly. I called Jerry to join us, and the three of us sat for a moment that way. I asked Guy if he wanted to go back to sleep, and just like that, he crawled back under the covers and comfortably drifted off.
Katie brought Guy his Christmas present yesterday, and what a spectacular gift it was: an enormous replica of the set of PeeWee's Playhouse from 1988, still in its original package. Along with the playhouse, she had procured 12 of the action figures designed to go with it - PeeWee, Globey, Magic Screen, Cowboy Curtis, Chairy, even the rare and coveted Miss Yvonne, the most beautiful woman in Puppetland!. It took Katie four months (and I shudder to think how much of her hard-earned QFC wages) to track down and secure all these treasures on eBay. Guy would have been over the moon. We can't bring ourselves to break the sacred bonds of the original packaging of the playhouse, but we've ranged the figures along the windowsill for all to admire.
Posted by phoebeg at January 31, 2007 01:13 PM