Well we are home together again. Barry was here for supper – a pizza feast. Bill and I are watching TV. He will only be going for occupational therapy as out-patient at the local hospital. Most follow-up appointments with the rehab docs can also be handled at our local hospital. We have no idea what Iowa City will want from him, but that can wait. Bill is feeling good and looks good too. He is no longer required to stay at home. He cannot drive, of course, but we can go out together.
Two of my friends, Barb and Cathryn, orchestrated “happy hour” with Bill for his last night in the hospital while I went to class. I think they all had a good time. There was plenty of laughing when I telephoned. Cathryn’s husband, Ron, not only put a railing on the stairs to the garage, but fixed the stairs to be wider and level. Things are much safer now. Safer for Bill and my mother, too. It’s a good night. Good night.
Marcia Gevock said,
September 7, 2006 at 10:27 pm
Dorothy was right…”there’s no place like home”…and no hospital bed can ever be as comfy as our own bed at home. Rest well and enjoy your familiar surroundings. Prayers your way, Phil and Marcia
Jan Strom said,
September 8, 2006 at 9:18 pm
So, so happy for you all. I wish you a boring, uneventful weekend.
Love, Jan
Ciindy said,
September 8, 2006 at 9:34 pm
Welcome home,
You know, you did have that planned out well. If you would have been home any sooner you would have had to deal with O T traffic!
Enjoy the weekend!
Love C