and I slept really good in my own bed last night. Hospital beds are not made for sleeping, they are made for torture in between the blood pressure readings, the pill giving and the blood taking. I am glad to be home. I have the stress test scheduled for early Friday morning.
I wanted to tell you a little bit about my roommate in the hospital. Her name is Joan and she resides in one of the nursing homes here. She was admitted about 10PM Saturday night. She has congestive heart failure and many other things wrong with her and yet she is a very brave, gutsy lady. The curtain was drawn between us so I couldn’t see her family when she first came in. I did hear them talking and I heard them leaving. Each one told Joan “I love you” as they were leaving. One of the family even came back a few minutes later to tell Joan again that they loved her. Me, I was just laying there in my bed with tears in my eyes, it moved me so much. I then proceeded to say a prayer for Joan. Sunday morning I did meet her and she told me about her family, her youngest son being 40 years old. I met some of them before I was discharged after lunch. They are a loving family and they know that Joan is very ill. I think that this all was a lesson for me and believe me I took it very seriously.
My daughter took me to the hospital Saturday and stayed with me in the emergency room for about 6 hours until I was finally admitted. I am so thankful for her and for my son in law. They have been so good to me since I moved here.
The weather here is gorgeous again today, 61 degrees right now and to be in the 80s again. Watch out for November. Last year the snow started in November and didn’t stop until well in to spring.
I have done a few things here this morning but I am planning to not do too much until after I have that test on Friday. Thank you all for your kind thoughts and prayers. Most of you have been my friends for almost 6 years now and I am ever grateful for that.