Well, I thought it would never come to pass, but I am now home. Cindy brought me from the hospital on Saturday; the trip was not too bad, even though I hadn't remembered how bumpy much of Hwy 52 is.
Food was not my friend on Friday, but since coming home my poor system has rallied and begun the relearning process regarding digestion. I am tolerating most things that sound good to me: rice, potatoes, chicken, pasta, even a few bites of pork chop (Iowa's best, of course.)
Although I did not sleep much Saturday night, last night was very restful. I gave Cindy and my brother, Tim, who arrived by plane yesterday, the grand tour of Decorah this afternoon. Cindy leaves tomorrow and Tim will be here until Thursday morning. After that I need to be independent enough to prepare my own meals (or at least clean up from eating things other good Samaritans have brought) and fetching my own water, mail, blanket, etc.--things I have been all to eager to have others do for me in the first few days home.
Many visitors so far, also. I welcome your visits, but ask that you call before coming in case I'm not feeling well. The days have their ups and downs, so please don't be discouraged if I sound wimpy in the morning and chipper in the afternoon. Who knows why?
Looking forward to greeting those who can come by or phone. Blessings on all who are supporting me by prayer, action, deed, thought, etc.
Ed
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