Thank you one and all for your kind words and your good advice about Stan. I am sure all of the vibes will help.
This morning, Mark called to tell me that Stan had been moved to the Trauma Center at St. Joe's (the hospital he hates), because Allenmore was not equipped to handle Stan's case. He is bleeding on the brain again, but they can't operate until they can get his blood count up. So, it will probably be tomorrow. I went down to the hospital after work. I don't know if he didn't know who I was, or if he was angry at me, but either way he wouldn't speak to me or answer questions; he just stared at me. His nurse said that he had told her earlier that he believed he was in San Diego.
Since I was feeling so terrible, and my presence there was not helping; I decided to come home.