My husband Steve was told he needed to be overnight in the hospital to treat a urinary tract infection. SIX DAYS LATER he is finally back home today. Yay! The staff, nurses and other patients all enjoyed his crazy hair hat. He is doing OK but has lots of nausea. Chemotherapy starts again next Monday. 2 down 2 to go.
While Steve was in the hospital I cleaned our bedroom, which has a history of being very messy. We have agreed to some ground rules about keeping it clean. We have been talking about this for years but we finally got around to it. It will be fun to see how long it takes to get messy again. But it’s fascinating what being in the hospital or having a serious illness can motivate us to do. What once was mundane becomes important.