I just wrote a poem. We didnt talk much, and Im not online much, but I read many of his posts, and I really hope, Plaw, that you'll recover ASAP.
Anyway, heres the poem...you know how he likes to write those funny poems from time to time, so I'm dedicating this one to him:

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O Good Ol' Statman


O good ol' statman, come back soon,
Kick that illness to the moon,
Come back for all those good ol' sessions,
'bout "Miller's Crossing" & "True Confessions",
"Inherit the Wind" and all those monkeys,
Boston Red Sox or the Yankees?
It will be fun, you know the drill,
Just give us reports from good ol' Neal.

O good ol' statman, the list goes further,
But we shall DEFINITELY dicsuss "Anatomy of a Murder",
And when its time for sport just give us results,
And head on to Vegas to empty those vaults.

O Good Ol' Statman, Good Ol' Plaw,
You're one hell of a writer, that we all know,
So once you're all healed, just give us some more
Godfather chapters to love and adore.
We'll talk of boxing, whaddya say?
Ali all the way, or just Sugar Ray?
But most of all through this hard time remember:
"We're with you, Plaw. We're with you" forever.

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JG/SC - a small suggestion : if you go see him in the hospital, print this thread before you go and show it to him. Not just the poem, all the replies, let him read how much everyone supports him, Im sure it will warm his heart