Mom
Mom’s surgery went off without a hitch. This afternoon she was groggy for obvious reasons, and a little hungry, but in good spirits. In fact she was rather amused at how the nurse kept asking for her name and birthdate every time they brought her medication. She even mentioned that while she was under, she dreamt the doctor said he was going to make her leg longer.(She was born with one leg an inch shorter than the other--that and her arthritis were probably the major contributing factors to her hip giving out.) And you want to hear something sweet? The nurse came in while we where there to get a list of her valuables and when she asked “Did you bring anything of value with you?”, Mom’s immediate reply was “My husband.” Awwww.