This is Pseuso-Aunt jillian again. Alexis is eating a bit. It's only been jello and sherbet so far, but that's better than nothing. Her mom and dad are back from (seriously) helping their niece, Alexis' not-too-smart cousin, escape from a polygamous compound in Canada. They had to come back to be with Alexis because she was too sick and the psycho chief resident who created this problem by ignoring Alexis' complaints wouldn't even let my husband see her. If he went near Alexis' room in his off hours, the witch would tell him that if he was going to spend his hours off at the hospital, she would be the one to decide what he did during them. Tomorrow, or by Friday at the very latest, she'll be history in her present capacity, and Alexis' Uncle Scott will have much comp time coming.
Alexis perked up a bit when her mom and dad got to her. She's still very sick and weak, but she at least looks like she wants to live, which is a big improvement over yesterday. She's a tough little cookie and will be fine in a couple of weeks, no thanks to the evil doctor.