Best day yet! As soon as Bob awakened, he felt like it was going to be a good day. He did his laps around the floor, his self-imposed motivation to "earn" that first cup of coffee. While sipping it in the family lounge, he chatted with a patient's husband, hearing about the plans this thirtysomething couple is making for the next year. He added a few pieces to the puzzle we're enjoying working on there - a White Mountain Puzzle entitled Lunch Boxes, that includes everything nostalgic from Care Bears to I Love Lucy to Flipper.
Back at the room, he called me and found out that David was on his way to St. Louis, an unexpected surprise. And, so the day went. In the afternoon, we attended a meeting for patients and their families called Recovery that discussed the information we had received in printed form about Bob's life after the hospital. Let's see...no driving, no feta or blue cheese, no live cultures in yogurt, no drinking...but these are all temporary and in the small potatoes category after what he has been through.
Before Dave left, he walked to Tortillaria Mexican Kitchen (8 1/2 S. Euclid) and picked up dinner for us. We enjoyed a gracious plenty, from chips and salsa to tacos. Bob and I feasted on our favorite Caribbean Shrimp Tacos but without the margaritas. After this nourishment, Bob challenged his next-door-neighbor to three laps and then settled for the evening.
It was a day of joy. It was a taste of the future. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Amen.
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