Jason Wightman brought over a very delicious casserole his wife, Becki had made for us. thanks Jason & Becki... it helped that we didn't have to cook for several meals when I got home. This actually happened on Tuesday, Feb 3rd.. if you read my blog that day, we had an ADD moment where we got locked out of the house. All worked out in the end. Thank you Wightmans... you're great neighbors 
This was Frendell realizing that we went to see the surgeon too early. He and Ats were trying to make me laugh while I was sitting there waiting for the doctor... first doctor's visit
So, people were looking at me while i was sitting in the waiting area of the surgical clinic on Tuesday. It was such an ordeal to get ready.. put on some clothes, my coat, grab that pillow and water and lozenges... just in case I coughed. The ward clerk got upset with Frendell because she thought he was making me walk to the next building where he parked by the health club. I told her the surgeon wanted me to start walking... she felt bad, but he picked us up by the front door... not too far to walk. 
So I finally got to get out of the hospital on Sunday, February 1st. The surgeon told me he'd try to get me home in plenty of time before the coin toss.. and I sure was home, even before lunch. In fact,later on in the afternoon Auntie Puring and Uncle Victor Cabanilla came over and brought us soup and flowers and by the time the Super Bowl started, I was fast asleep. The beauty of medication :-)
Getting wheeled out to the front lobby. My last 10 hours at the hospital, I was transfered from the SICU to Tower 4, a newly built section of the hospital. The floor I was in is the last step before discharge... really lots of independence and big rooms... enough to walk around in, sit up, watch TV, etc. etc... it's almost like a hotel room, except you're hooked up to things on the wall :-)
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