I picked Monster up Sunday at noon.
First stop - the pharmacy to fill three different prescriptions.
Second - out for lunch to eat something other than hospital food.
Third - He was determined to hit at least one fleamarket before going
home.
Fourth - Home, at last, enjoying a nice long-awaited rendevous with
soap and a few gallons of very warm water.
Monday morning, I drove him to have blood drawn for outpatient monitoring. The blood thinners are still not quite at the right level.
Tuesday, today, I got to work on time thanks to a friend volunteering to drive him to his appointment in the morning.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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