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at last. Again…hopefully it lasts longer than 36 hours this time!
My parish priest came to visit right before I was discharged today, and that made me really happy. He is a great priest, and I just love it when he comes to visit. He is very thoughtful and quiet, but also has a great sense of humor. And he offered me his opera tickets since he’s going out of town that weekend (I feel sort of like the trip has “fortuitiously” arisen, but no matter), and I thanked him rather profusely because I have been dying to see La Boheme, which is the opera. Msgr. Funk is, like I said, really nice, a good priest, and he likes our choir music! 
Sadly I don’t think I’m going to St. Louis for my cousin’s wedding (:-() because I’m on an IV drug course, but I will be here for the parish picnic, if I feel up to going, which should be fun.
Thanks you for prayers–keep them up, please, so that this may only be a nice two week drug course and not have any extra issues–as well as for the prayers for my little buddies. The girl w/ the heart transplant (I’ll call her K) was riding her tricycle down the hallway this morning!
