Sunday's update

David here again. But not for long. Dorothy may be sprung tomorrow, Monday. No idea about time if that happens.

I will see her at about noon, for a visit with the ostemy nurse. A teaching session, if you will.

When I went by to visit this afternoon, found out that Bronsa had visited, ran into Chuck and Barb as they were leaving, and Wendy and Michelle were in the room when I arrived. I may missed names of other visitors.

But I did get a whole lotta grief about posting my dinner last night when all Dorothy got was broth. Well, so it goes. And the bread is tasty and she can eat it when she gets home.

Tonight, she had real food. She had an open-face turkey sandwich with gravy, mashed potatoes, and haricots verts, with apple pie for dessert. I have to say, since she shared some bites, it was pretty good. The beans, especially, were perfectly cooked, as in to say they were crunchy, seasoned, and buttery. The turkey and gravy was real. Not sure about the potatoes, but they tasted OK. The pie was definitely not home made.

I really want her home... I want to be able to roll over in the morning, every day for the rest of my life, and say, "Good morning, Mrs. Darrow" in person.