Mike is home and I'm so happy to have him here. Boomer was so excited and wouldn't get off his lap. He's slept more this afternoon than the whole time he was in the hospital. We need to get his pain meds regulated and then I think all will be well.
Bonnie Fergeson brought dinner tonight. It was so nice not to worry about what to feed him. It's the first time I've eaten dinner in 18 days. It just wouldn't go down. Marrit, Michelle and Scott all called. Curtis came down and also Grandpa and Paul. So we've had lots of company. But, even with the company it is so calm here, no bells ringing that an IV bag is done. No waking him up one hour after he had just taken an Ambien to take his blood sugar. And no people walking in and out of your room every five minutes. However, we are forever grateful to all the nurses and doctors.
Before I started writing tonight I re-read what I wrote last night -- so rambling. I write like I think. I want everyone to know how grateful we are for friends and family. Thanks is a small word, but thank you so much.
Love, Barbara
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