I was glad to wake up in my own house this morning. No artifically cheerful nurse shouting good morning as they rolled in the machine to check Richard's "Vitals". It is cool (42 degrees early) in Mississippi today and feels wonderful outside. Jack and I walked for 40 minutes. I also was able to prepare our "regular" breakfast of oatmeal, blueberries and skim milk. It is weird to me that a hospital would serve such unhealthy food. Richards first meal, after being unable to eat or drink anything for almost 2 weeks, was scrambled eggs, biscuit, bacon and grits, served with jelly and soft butter and 2% milk.
I am currently reading Star Island by Carl Hiaasen.