Home again.

Whew, been moving at Mach 5 all day it seems.  The really, really good news is that we are home.  Gayle has had her first shower in four days and is now lying down, trying to be calm and quiet and get her nerves and tummy settled down.   She was looking good and feeling good when I first showed up in good ‘ol 613b this morning, but the docs (of which there are a multitude) had already been through and had provisionally greenlighted her release.  Shortly after I arrived, Dr. Katznelson,(the final say) showed, everybody confabbed and the race was on.  It was recommended that we try straight for home, skip the hotel and so it was.  I did the crazed madman routine running back to the hotel, packing, checking out, everything in car, screaming up to the hotel,—– and wait- paper work-and wait- run for prescription, -and wait- for the wheel chair  etc.  But we were on the road by two and left only a few teeth marks in the door jam.   Meds, Gayle’s stiff upper lip and a heavy foot got us home a bit after six.  In a bit we will see if some scrambled eggs will go down. And stay.    Glad to be home, glad to have her down, and really glad to be back with my Mac rather than that +&*%$#@ netbook.

Once again, and I can’t say this often enough.  Thank everyone for the prayers and vibes.  It helps ever so much.  And just so the apology is on public record, Nan I’m sorry I was short on the phone, Gayle was coming out of the shower.  Thanks again all, I really hope we don’t do this anymore.     Loren.

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