What Makes it All OK

What would have been a droning hospital day...countless visits from the nursing staff, CNA's busting in to take Jen's vitals, arduous trips to the bathroom, pain and discomfort, a PT,  a nutritionist, a case manager, doctors, doctors, doctors and meds, meds, meds...was pleasantly broken up by the well-timed visit of friends, John and Nancy. Their arrival was well-timed because it coincided with Jen's one and only walk today, and they got to come along.

Remember way-back-when, when I wrote that Jen missed the warm halls of the seventh floor? And, upon reading that she demanded a correction ? Well--that correction still stands. She did not miss those halls; she did not want to return to them; it was nice out today, and she would have loved to go to work this morning, come home later to do some gardening under the Portland springtime sun, have a nice dinner, and then maybe watch a movie or be with friends on a Friday night.

So, this sucks. It sucks a lot. Yet, this day was certainly brightened by friends, as certainly every day is in a zillion different ways. And, Jen is indomitable, as we know: the Stubborn knob and the Effervescent knob--both cranked to 11.

Blurry! But, Sweet Shot of Jenny, John & Nancy.

Great Shot by John