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He returns after dawn and I hear him say he'd gotten 39 stitches before I fall back asleep. I doze off on the couch after feeding Laurel breakfast, then wake up to my phone ringing. It's techno1992 returning my call, so I fill him in on what's happened, then call the friends I'd called last night to do the same and leave a message on Vogon's folks' answering machine. While I'm talking to his friend, he comes out of the study for some ice and I stifle a giggle at the gauze wrapped around his head like a turban. He's curled up in the study resting now and Biko's been in there with him most of the morning keeping an eye on him so I'm going to doze on the couch again until Laurel's ready for lunch.
ETA 01 Jun: photos of the wall and his stitches are up at http://www.flickr.com/photos/oddharmonic/sets/72157606069916462/.