According to Hoyle

We've had a string of relatively good days, for some definition of "good". Things are going "according to Hoyle" http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmond_Hoyle, as expected by the docs. We're in the phase where the white blood cell count is low until the new bone marrow cells begin to grow, aka engraftment. Joe's doing all the right things, things we should all be doing, like healthy eating, enough fluids, exercise, lots of sleep, fun intellectual activities. Things got a little bit easier on Friday when Joe got to swap out his bulky "Patient Pal" IV-pole for a sleeker "Trans-Pal". He doesn't need to have a "Wide Load" sign when he does his laps anymore.

On the the day he was admitted, Joe was required to select two prints from the collection brought by a representative of the Art Brigade. "Oh, just anything." just wouldn't do. Perhaps she sensed he was the son of an artist. He selected a "Vichy, Comite des Fetes" by Roger Broders, a 30's Moderne travel poster http://www.allposters.com/-sp/Vichy-Comite-des-Fetes-Posters_i804071_.htm and a kind of peaceful, kind of eerie painting of 3 gasoline pumps out on the Great Plains. This week he chose Gustave's Caillebotte's "Paris on a Rainy Day, 1877" http://www.allposters.com/gallery.asp?startat=/getposter.asp&APNum=323317&CID=779BAC3C77654C3693EFAB2D2C18727B&PPID=1&Search=caillebotte&f=t&FindID=0&P=1&PP=3&sortby=PD&c=c&page=1
and a silly photo of an assertive squirrel coming out of a mailbox. The prints in the hallway change weekly, too. A good thing.