As I mentioned in my earlier post from today, I had an encouraging meeting this morning with the medical team. When I got to the hospital at 10:00 this morning for the meeting, Mary Elizabeth was out of bed and seated in a chair. She was alert and looking around. I fished her glasses out…
Well, Mary Elizabeth finally had her surgery this afternoon. After all that delaying, it was pretty anticlimactic – just a relocation of the EVD, and an all-new haircut. After a lovely dinner last night with Peter, an old friend from high school who’s visiting London from Barcelona, I had a long, difficult day today. Getting back…
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