The going-home train is running fast now and I believe I have got it on the tracks. Monday a friend and her partner are making tine to help me set up a mini- Sick Bay, where I can continue healing, in our house. I am awaiting two bids for a ramp and handrails-- both bidders assure me that weather notwithstanding, I WILL be able to get into the house (and back out again as needed), safely. A ride of the anticipated discharge day has been arranged (with backup), with a good friend who had a similar surgery awhile back. The lift recliner I am prescribed is here now and the day has been chosen for it to return home, where it will be the last item needed for the Sick Bay.

From Sick Bay I will entertain Home Health nurses/OT/PT. I will sleep. And there I will be drenched in sunshine, peace, and harmony.

I just about have the nutrition program licked-- I am on a crazy-high-protein regimen to build tissue where infection ate mine. Our favorite local chef has given me a great price on two sheet pans of my favorite entrees, which I can break down into meal-sized portions for the freezer. Hardi has been stockpiling casseroles that our dear parishioners sent home (to feed the bachelor), to feed us both, so I should be able to resume cooking gradually the baby steps I am now able to take. Canned high-iron greens, fresh fruit, etc. will be easily gotten if they are not already at home. And the piece de resistance-- Sauder's hardcooked (peeled!!!) eggs from Weis Market to make brekky a la P-Vine both tasty and easy.

~S~