Eileen and Louis Simon, parents of Eric J. Simon (the philly one), were kind enough to send a beautiful bouquet of flowers to my room. These and the orchid sent by Heather's parents add a nice touch to the somewhat sterile ambiance of the 8th floor of St. Mary's.
The rest of you... don't get any ideas though. Come Friday or Saturday, I probably won't be allowed to have any flowers in my room. No flowers, no raw fruit/veggies, no sushi, nothing with high risk of little critters that could damage my soon-to-be-non-existent immune system.
Louis, if you're reading this, you've been in my thoughts lately, as I know you've had some health issues of your own. It wasn't all that long ago, that you, me, Eric, Doug, Panda, and Printer were hanging out in the living room at 1576 Cloverly Lane and watching the Eagles. If I recall, you may have even taken me to my first Eagles game back in the day. Good times to remember.
There really aren't many shelves for decorations or anything except for the top of the little pull down wall computer rack that the nurses use. We're properly filling that up with monkeys, family-related stuff, and Philly gear.