Delirium

Bob has been extremely ill since Friday night with a bad infection that came on very suddenly.

Saturday afternoon he was delirious.

If you were to ask Bob, he would tell you talking rates slightly above torture
on his list of things he least likes to participate in.

For a few hours on Saturday, however, the delirium turned him into a regular
Chatty Cathy.

I learned more about him in 30 minutes than he's disclosed in the almost 3 years that we've been together.

He's feeling a little better today.

I sort of miss my Chatty Cathy.