He seems to wake up kind of groggy, but that gradually lifts until, by evening, he seems back to his usual energy. Last night, we dropped him off about 9:30 to play tennis with friends. During the day, he did quite a bit of homework for the Western Civilization class that he is taking by correspondence.
He has decided not to play softball this summer. He figured out that with his trip to Scotland and London with the flute choir, his two weeks at church camp, his leaving for college in August, and a week or two he expects to miss for medical reasons, that he could only play in 4 or 5 of the 16 game season; hardly worth the $55 player fee.