Home Sweet Home Again

When I called our daughters, Jessica and Valerie, to inform them to get the house cleaned up and wiped down because Sue was coming home, they panicked. You might have panicked too, given the grave reports of Sue's condition which I truthfully reported in previous blogs. You might have thought, as they did, that you weren't equipped to deal with such a sick person, that you wouldn't know what to do, that something bad might happen and that you'd have to feel guilty the rest of your life about having killed your own mom.

But we did come home, and things are working out beautifully; just beautifully. To be sure, Sue is still sick but she is much, much better. She is really, really happy to be home. And no, no, I am not inadvertently repeating myself. I am not a writer for the department of redundancy department.


Thankfully Sue has lots of good friend support here. Nurse Debbie came over the morning after we got home and "organized" the medications. Neighbor Cindy took Sue to get her blood tested this morning. Nurse Debbie took Sue to an appointment with the local oncologist this afternoon. Jessica and Valerie have been supportive and attentive to their mom, who is very, very happy to be with them. Lots and lots of people are on standby to help, and Jessica will get them organized. Yes she will.

Oh, and did I mention that we got home in time for Valerie's 21st birthday? She's posing with her birthday balloon from Mark and Cindy. The balloon is tethered to the infamous fence-sitting birthday pig. That pig is guaranteed to make you smile or even chuckle when it mysteriously shows up grinning from pig ear to pig ear and waving a balloon just for you. Heh heh.