So we ended up going back to the ER on Sunday and finally got admitted. After much confusion and disagreement between many docs over what his x-ray showed, he was treated and discharged this morning. The plan is to do nothing. I don't know why they would think it won't happen again if we don't change something in his regimen, but we can only argue so much.
Seamus was his usual charming self (in between stomach pains) and all the new doctors and nurses fell in love with him. It's really nice that so many of the nurses who he's had in the past come to visit even though he's not their patient. Everybody remembers Famous Seamus.
We are planning on taking a trip to Chicago this weekend and I hope everything goes alright. I hear they have some good hospitals there, but I really don't want to find out first hand.