Admission

Well Marlon is all settled in and everything is on schedule for tomorrow. When we arrived Marlon recognized where he was and started to put up a fight, but having control of the TV is ALWAYS more enticing than throwing a fit about being in the hospital. Poor guy! He never had a chance. I figured out that TV was his weakness last admission and had already been planning to use it to my advantage. After the usual torture that comes with being admitted to the hospital, we went down for an x-ray study and the doctor informed us that everything is good to go! When I left, Marlon was slurping down the Jello and watching a documentary about Orangutans. Life is good.

Please keep Marlon, his family and the surgeons in your prayers tomorrow morning at 8:00 AM CST.