(Copied from pyat) Day Three!

Happy Victoria Day. As I was driving home from the hospital, the sun was just about to set,but was still illuminating the top spires of my old high school. Bubba O'Reilly came on the radio, and a pair of green and red fireworks from a home display arced over the road like a salute. All in all, I felt good.

Still feeling good, though tired. It was a good day. We got a private room. Visitation was more relaxed. etherlad and sassy_fae came by for a couple of hours. Claire was feeding much of the day, but otherwise content. She let me sit in the visting room and watch All Creatures Great and Small and Sister Wendy before the hoi-polloi chased me out and put on the Comedy Network.

I wandered about outside the hospital today, as well as inside.

( Behold, the spartan horrors of socialized medicine! )