Today Gil got out the razor and finished the job. His hair was coming out in clumps and the time was right. We're getting used to the new look and hoping it "grows" on us. (A baseball cap looks like the accessory of the day.)
We got good news from our team this morning that Gil should be going home on Thursday this week. If all goes well, we'll be having dinner at home together on Thursday night. I'm thinking it's going to be a perfect night for cooking out on the grill.
It's interesting. When you've only been able to breathe HEPA-filtered air for four weeks, you find yourself aching to be outside as much as possible when you are finally freed -- smelling the fall air and feeling the chill in the air.
Packing to go home
(I brought too much stuff this time)
We won't be staying.