Eric will be coming home today, and I hope the doctor makes it over to his room to sign discharge papers as soon as possible. He is really anxious to return home.
They wanted him to stay one more night to get some IV antibiotic, just to be sure this pneumonia that came on so strong is really gone.
So it's time for the morning chores -- did the litter, fed the cats, and now it is on to taking garbage can up to the street and feeding the birds. Oh, and sweeping the mudroom.
I'll be back at 'ya tomorrow at some point.
Now it might just be breakfast time and that sounds good to me.
For two days I ate a Subway 6" sandwich toasted on Italian herbs and cheese bread -- turkey with spinach, tomato, banana peppers, pickles, black olives, and cucumber. Pepper jack cheese. Pretty good, but time for a switch. It's weird because I like Subway, but then when it is time to order, none of the meats sound all that good to me. I don't know why.
Mercy used to have a McDonald's and the doctors just hated that it was there -- bad diet you know. But day after day, you could probably find a little more variety and it is cheaper.
Maybe if we have to stay all the way through lunch, I'll just go down to the cafeteria and get something. That might be good.
Take care everyone. I thank God for helping me these last days get everything done and feel good, and get in and out of the deck, and all of that good stuff.
Karen
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