Trial Run on Bernie's Birthday!

Guess who was home for a bit today? And on Bernie's birthday yet! Dad would have been 98 today, bless his heart. I miss that little old fart. I'm having a lay down on my bed with his cozy White Sox throw on. I think I bought that for him 30 years ago! He loved it. It is still cozy and warm. I took the day off today, and have been cleaning like crazy.

Anyway . . . yep, it was Mom, home for a trial run. It went well. If everything goes as planned she'll be home next Thursday, the 21st. Finn was brave, and even went up to the therapist, but I had to drag Midge out from under the bed . . . she was a bit shy!

The therapist said we could try to get her home sooner, but the extra time will just get her stronger and set her up for success, so we left it for next week. She will have another outing on Friday, to doc's office to get her stitches out. Her roomie, Lucille, got sprung today, so let's keep our fingers crossed that Mom will get another nice roommate, or get to stay alone. Either way she'll be fine. The therapist said about Mom that she must have a high pain threshhold (she does!) and she never whines. So true. Very admirable. Too bad I didn't get that no whining part.

I fortified Mom with some sugar cookies from our annual cookie decorating fun day at Mar's and a slug of diet pepsi and she is back at rehab now. I suspect a nice, long nap will be in order!

Take care all.


Kay :)