Better and Better

This afternoon-into-evening has been fairly positive for Jen's progress. She often tricks non-medical observers into believing that she's ready for anything, but then will suddenly grimace in pain—or just pass out. She's gone on quite a few walks, though, among the byways of the 7th floor, and she's engaged in much animated discussion (Nurse Ally--sadly now off shift--lives in New Hampshire, for instance, and is a "travelling nurse" who goes all over the country in her professional capacity). Earlier, she took a very satisfying shower, and she's now finishing her vegetarian vegetable soup and saltines.

It's unlikely that she'll be released tomorrow, but Sunday is a definite possibility. One intimate yet wholly unqualified observer is confidant that the worst of her pain is behind her.

As for Jen herself, she wants to communicate her gratitude for all the love and support she feels coming from near and far. It might not be surprising, but it is remarkable and so appreciated.