Update: Bradley is awake and in good spirits today. He actually called me at 0300 this morning and said, "Hey, are you awake?"
I said, "I am now, f*cker!"
He said, "Good, I'm starving, bring me something to eat."
I laughed, and told him that I would. So I hooked him up with his favorite late-night meal - Waffle House.
He is doing better, and seems to be ready to be released; however, the Doctor isn't going to let him go until no sooner than Friday.
Thanks for your prayers; he and I appreciate them more than you know.