Never rains

Last night I learned that a close friend of mine suffered what seems to be a minor stroke and had to be taken by ambulance to the Montreal General Hospital. He is a long survivor of AIDS, and it seems a medication he was given for arthritis reacted badly with the cocktail of experimental drugs that have kept him alive, with variations and replacements, for the past seventeen years -- causing his heart to palpitate, his blood pressure to shoot up, and now this.

My partner, who has pretty well stabilized -- she has for all intents and purposes recovered, and seems more relaxed and grounded than ever before -- remains under observation at the Allen Memorial Hospital for probably about the next five days.

So it looks like I'll be making the rounds of hospitals this evening, and the next few days...